shifted his head to acknowledge
her. All he gave her was a slight incline of a greeting, but you’d
think he’d just walked up and licked her by her reaction. All
sultry smiles and hooded eyes that were, I’m sure, mentally
undressing him, she leaned over the aged bar that ran the length of
the wall beside the front doors.
Practically purring, she murmured, “Hey there, Kellan…Kiera.” My
name was clearly an afterthought.
I smirked at her and twisted to face Kellan. “I have to go put
my stuff away. Usual?”
I tilted my head and he ran a finger back through my hair,
tucking a lock behind my ear as he bit his lip. It was charmingly
attractive. “Yeah, thanks, Kiera.”
Smiling at him, I leaned up to kiss his cheek. Not satisfied
with a peck, he twisted and found my lips. My face heated, knowing
Rita, and a good portion of the rest of the room, was staring, but
I let myself indulge in a small moment of PDA. I immediately
stopped the moment when I felt his free hand come around to squeeze
my backside. Kellan didn’t always do subtle PDA.
Pushing his shoulder back, I pointed at him in warning.
Laughing, he shrugged and gave me an
I’m innocent
smile.
It was a complete and total lie, he was nothing near innocent, but
it was adorable and I rolled my eyes and laughed as I turned away
from him.
As I made my way to the hallway, I passed about five sets of
tables that all had their eyes glued on where we’d been by the bar.
The women at those tables alternated between him and me as he made
his way to the far back corner of the room near the stage where the
guys traditionally sat. I could feel myself being appraised with
every step I took. Self conscious, I kept my head down and walked a
little faster. It was one thing for him to be admired by so
many people, it was quite another to be judged if you were worthy
of him or not. And by the leers and twisted lips I saw, it was
clear I was falling short of their expectations. Again, I tried to
not let it bother me, but the ego is a frail, tender thing.
Exhaling in relief when I was through Kellan’s admirers, I made
my way to the back room, where the employees kept their stuff.
Jenny and Kate were coming out of it as I approached. Kate, a tall,
graceful girl with the world’s bounciest, most perfectly put
together ponytail, beamed at me. I’d seen her work a double shift
two nights in a row, and her hair had still looked liked she’d just
done it five minutes ago. I don’t know what she used on it, but she
should look into endorsing the product.
“Hey, Kiera. I hear the show rocked yesterday!” A long, auburn
strand curled around her neck as she spoke, a neck so slim and
elegant, it was practically begging to be draped in diamonds.
I nodded eagerly as I worked past them in the doorframe. “It
was. They were incredible!” I sighed, thinking how perfect Kellan
looked on stage. They say some people are just born to be on one,
and Kellan was one of those people. Idly, I wondered what that
meant for us…long term.
Jenny tilted her head at me curiously, her red Pete’s shirt
emphasizing every curve that the men here swooned over. She was the
sweetest person, though, and completely loyal to Evan. “You okay,
Kiera?” she asked.
I shook my head. “Yeah, just nervous about school starting up.”
And Kellan becoming a bone fide, across-the-globe rock star. It was
weird to both want a future for someone, and desperately not want
it at the same time. I wished him all the success in the world, but
only if I didn’t have to share him. Man, one more thing I needed to
work on. Good thing college is all about self discovery.
Jenny smiled and patted my arm. “Don’t worry. You’re super
smart. You’ll do great.”
I nodded, feeling silly again for even worrying about school.
Jenny was right. Kellan was right. I knew the grounds. I knew a lot
of people there. I knew a lot of the professors. And I had a
scholarship
her. All he gave her was a slight incline of a greeting, but you’d
think he’d just walked up and licked her by her reaction. All
sultry smiles and hooded eyes that were, I’m sure, mentally
undressing him, she leaned over the aged bar that ran the length of
the wall beside the front doors.
Practically purring, she murmured, “Hey there, Kellan…Kiera.” My
name was clearly an afterthought.
I smirked at her and twisted to face Kellan. “I have to go put
my stuff away. Usual?”
I tilted my head and he ran a finger back through my hair,
tucking a lock behind my ear as he bit his lip. It was charmingly
attractive. “Yeah, thanks, Kiera.”
Smiling at him, I leaned up to kiss his cheek. Not satisfied
with a peck, he twisted and found my lips. My face heated, knowing
Rita, and a good portion of the rest of the room, was staring, but
I let myself indulge in a small moment of PDA. I immediately
stopped the moment when I felt his free hand come around to squeeze
my backside. Kellan didn’t always do subtle PDA.
Pushing his shoulder back, I pointed at him in warning.
Laughing, he shrugged and gave me an
I’m innocent
smile.
It was a complete and total lie, he was nothing near innocent, but
it was adorable and I rolled my eyes and laughed as I turned away
from him.
As I made my way to the hallway, I passed about five sets of
tables that all had their eyes glued on where we’d been by the bar.
The women at those tables alternated between him and me as he made
his way to the far back corner of the room near the stage where the
guys traditionally sat. I could feel myself being appraised with
every step I took. Self conscious, I kept my head down and walked a
little faster. It was one thing for him to be admired by so
many people, it was quite another to be judged if you were worthy
of him or not. And by the leers and twisted lips I saw, it was
clear I was falling short of their expectations. Again, I tried to
not let it bother me, but the ego is a frail, tender thing.
Exhaling in relief when I was through Kellan’s admirers, I made
my way to the back room, where the employees kept their stuff.
Jenny and Kate were coming out of it as I approached. Kate, a tall,
graceful girl with the world’s bounciest, most perfectly put
together ponytail, beamed at me. I’d seen her work a double shift
two nights in a row, and her hair had still looked liked she’d just
done it five minutes ago. I don’t know what she used on it, but she
should look into endorsing the product.
“Hey, Kiera. I hear the show rocked yesterday!” A long, auburn
strand curled around her neck as she spoke, a neck so slim and
elegant, it was practically begging to be draped in diamonds.
I nodded eagerly as I worked past them in the doorframe. “It
was. They were incredible!” I sighed, thinking how perfect Kellan
looked on stage. They say some people are just born to be on one,
and Kellan was one of those people. Idly, I wondered what that
meant for us…long term.
Jenny tilted her head at me curiously, her red Pete’s shirt
emphasizing every curve that the men here swooned over. She was the
sweetest person, though, and completely loyal to Evan. “You okay,
Kiera?” she asked.
I shook my head. “Yeah, just nervous about school starting up.”
And Kellan becoming a bone fide, across-the-globe rock star. It was
weird to both want a future for someone, and desperately not want
it at the same time. I wished him all the success in the world, but
only if I didn’t have to share him. Man, one more thing I needed to
work on. Good thing college is all about self discovery.
Jenny smiled and patted my arm. “Don’t worry. You’re super
smart. You’ll do great.”
I nodded, feeling silly again for even worrying about school.
Jenny was right. Kellan was right. I knew the grounds. I knew a lot
of people there. I knew a lot of the professors. And I had a
scholarship
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