My Melody (Downtown Book 3) by TJ West Page A

get home." Just when I think he’s going to allow me out of his cage, and the second I blink, he dives his tongue inside my mouth. He forces mine to work with his. It’s hot, slow and so very sensual, I can’t help but whimper. I so desperately want to wrap my arms around him, but I keep them to myself - since that’s the only thing I have control over; they stay planted up against the jukebox. He doesn’t touch me either, which turns me on even more so. His hands stay beside me as we continue to kiss. My nipples harden. They’re pressed up against his rock hard chest. I want to strip us both free and be naked with him, but I forget we are in a public room. Without warning, he rapidly unlocks our lips and steps away.
    He swipes the edge of his lips with his thumb. "Something to tie me over,” he proudly mentions. So smug. So cocky, so…so insanely hot.
    I watch him walk away. He knows I am looking at his tight ass because he grabs it, then squeezes the nice hump. He turns his head and winks at me before he exits the door. I laugh. He is totally crazy and hilarious, I seriously have it so bad for him.
    June’s assistant, Monica, looks beet red when she leads me up to June’s office. She doesn’t have to say anything. I know she saw Wayne kissing the hell out of me. My lips still tingle and feel plump.
    Once I enter June’s office, I am greeted with a warm hug. "Hi! You made it!"
    I’m caught off guard with the hug. I didn’t expect her to welcome me this way. "Thanks for the invite."
    "My pleasure. Dig in, have a seat, and make yourself at home." Just like the front part of the studio, June’s office is very retro. She has a nice red leather love seat across from her enormous desk, a white wooden coffee table, with a black and white checkered rug underneath. The rug is so big it covers half the office. As I near the coffee table I notice it has engraved signatures etched into it. Each signature, from what I can tell, is signed by each band member at her company. It’s almost like something you would do to a tree. It’s an awesome table. When I step onto the checkered rug my wedged sandals sink in. It’s extremely soft. Oh. My. God . I place my purse onto the loveseat, then walk over to another table near the office door. It’s arranged with an outstanding array of food, my mouth instantly waters. I am starving. Turkey panini sandwiches, fruit, bottles of water and for dessert she has brownies. Wow, I am in heaven. I pick up a paper plate and pile it with food. June tells me she ordered the food from some place called Al Teatro Panini Grill . She says they are the best panini’s she’s ever had. Boy, she wasn’t kidding. My first bite and I almost died. After making some small talk, June gets into the real reason I am here. “I invited you here to get to know you better. Harmony and I have become great friends. I hope we can too?"
    "I'm all up for that, thanks."
    June wipes her mouth with a napkin. "I don't want to come off too strong or make you think I'm invading your privacy, but I am really interested in your musical background."
    I scoff and shake my head. "Wow….you don't waste any time do you?"
    "Is this a touchy subject, because if it is, just tell me to shut up and I will."
    June really knows how to put someone in the hot seat. Yet she doesn’t do it with cruel intentions. She’s genuinely a nice person and has a lot spunk. I like her. "With any other person I'd say mind your own fucking business, but no…I won't tell you to shut up,” I slightly chuckle.
    "Cool, but I totally get it. Losing my baby was devastating, the hardest thing I have gone through. It was super hard to talk about it in the beginning, but I realized that opening up to close friends and family really helped me heal and move forward.” She puts her plate onto the coffee table, then gets herself comfortable again by resting her legs underneath her behind. “I want you to consider me a close friend, Melody,” she says