Page 59 of Revel
He doesn’t finish his sentence. You know what, if that photographer had any sense at all, he’d use the image of me grabbing Cruz by his throat with a murderous expression plastered on my face—him laughing—and Red with her hand on my cock and everyone else with their mouths gaping wondering what the fuck just happened.
Liz tosses my shirt at me where it hits my face. “I thought I told you to behave?”
“No, you said not to be an asshole.”
“And you don’t think that,” she points to Cruz with red marks on his throat, “was being an asshole?”
“Nope. He had it coming.”
Red appears from the dressing room, finally with clothes on, her skin pink from rubbing off the lyrics on her chest. She keeps her distance, talks to her assistant, but do you notice the way she’s side-eyeing me? I’m guessing she wants to know what that was about. I don’t have an answer for her. I don’t even know what the fuck that shit was.
Liz motions to Red. “Taylan, I’m setting up a meeting with your manager to talk about the duet. Have you guys had a chance to talk about it?”
Red looks to me for an answer.
“No need to. It’s not to be recorded under her label. Ever.”
Liz nods, typing away on her phone. “I understand that, but she should have representation, Revel.”
“She does.” Reaching over, I yank my jeans on and rip the stupid cloth off in the process revealing myself to probably thirty people. “Me. I’m not going to fuck her over.”
Liz looks at me, rolls her eyes, and then stuffs her hand in my face. “Ugh. You’re such a monster.”
Next to me, probably wondering what the fuck’s going on, Red stares at me with curious eyes. My heart thuds louder. Probably because all I can see in my head is her naked last night with her fingers pumping into her pussy.
When Liz leaves, Red whispers, “Did I make a fool of myself last night?”
I count the freckles on her nose. “No.”
Her shoulders relax, but I can tell she’s holding onto a shield, afraid of what I really know. “Would you actually tell me if I did?”
I fight the urge to touch her.Just a taste,my mind taunts. Unprepared for the reaction of my body, I lean into the wall beside me to keep from wrapping myself around her like a fool. “That depends.”
“On what?”
My tongue darts out, licking my lips, and you better believe she watches the motion carefully.Princess, my tongue can do so many things for you.“What you’ll give me for the truth.”
Laughter slips past her lips and she steps back from me. “Liz is right. You’re a monster.”
I despise the distance, the lack of heat, and grab her hand, yanking her toward me. “Just remember, Red. I’m the only one looking out foryou.”
Pussy. You couldn’t hold out.
Her breath expels in a gasp, her hands on my bare chest. “There’s a rumor going around about us now,” she breathes, her words blowing over my face.
I search her eyes and find the gold flakes I crave. “Yeah?”
She nods, keeping our eyes locked on one another. “Yep. We’re. . .” Pausing, she looks around and then whispers, “Fucking,” like it’s something dirty she could never say out loud. “US Weeklysays so, and a ‘friend close with the explosive couple.’”
I fight back a smile. “I don’t have anyclosefriends.”
“So unfortunate,” she teases, winking at me.
My hands around her hips tighten. “Should we give them something to talk about?”
Drawing her bottom lip through her teeth, she blinks slowly, her breathing kicking up a notch. I can feel it rising and falling, mirroring my own. “What did you have in mind?”
There’s a wall behind her, so I push her up against it and corner her. My voice is somewhat hoarse when I ask, “What about this?”
