“Fuck, it’s like a Hallmark film up in here.” Austin slams an empty coffee mug on the counter, breaking our moment.
Lexi tries to pull away, but I’m not having it. I follow her movements and steal another kiss, moving my lips with hers as she reclines against the bench seat. I’m practically on top of her.
“Oh, my God! You have a room! Is it too much to ask that you use it?” Austin complains and I finally come up for air.
The soft smile on Lexi’s lips is worth the embarrassment.
“Sorry, not sorry,” I say with a shrug.
Sean slides open the curtain of his bunk and narrows his gaze. “What’s wrong? Trent, what’d you do to her?”
“Why do you automatically assume I did something?”
Lexi leans into my side, and looks up. Her face is stained with tears, her nose is red and eyes puffy, but she’s still the most beautiful woman when she smiles. “It’s fine. Trent didn’t do anything. Wait, that’s not true. He did everything.” Her fingers dance along my chin before finding the back of my neck. She pulls until our lips meet again and whispers, “Thank you.”
“I’m missing something.” Sean grabs a protein shake from the fridge and takes the seat across from us.
“I have to go see my father before he dies,” Lexi says with confidence.
Sean nods. “Of course.”
“And I’m going with her.”
Sean’s brows narrow when he meets my eyes. “What about tonight? We’re playing two shows here.”
“We have to reschedule,” I say.
“Or ... I can go by myself.” Lexi gives me the out, probably for the sake of the band, but I’m not taking it.
I meet her gaze with my answer. “No. Not happening.”
“But—”
“I’m going with you.” This time she must realize she has no chance to change my mind. I meet Sean and Austin’s concerned stares with a nod. “You guys wanted a few days off in the Big Apple, anyway. Didn’t you?”
Sean nods his head. His lips pull up at the sides, and he raises an eyebrow. “Bedo know about your change in itinerary?”
“Not yet. I still have to tell him.”
He laughs, hard this time and Austin joins in. “Good luck with that.”
“Are you sure you can come with me? Honestly, Trent, it’s okay if you can’t. I can handle this.” Lexi places her hand on my thigh, her words so selfless.
“I know you can, but you shouldn’t have to. We do this together, remember?” I steal one more kiss.
“Together.”
