until he spoke to Tanner and knew that letting their … whatever they were doing was okay with her to be out in the open. Once their relationship, if she wanted that with him, was out there for all to see the media would jump on that like it was the news of the century.
He didn’t know if she was all for that. If she agreed to what he was going to propose, then she’d be in the spotlight—to an extent—and be subjected to all the bad shit that came with being associated with a rock group.
“Beats, Five, you good with me bringing this up to Tanner? I think she would be an asset to the band, especially after we have just been talking about revamping the site.” Jacks leaned back in his chair once more, not even realizing all of his muscles had been strained when the conversation of him and Tanner sleeping in the same room and been brought up.
“Tanner’s a cool chick. I don’t mind having her there. I’m just worried that she’ll get shell shocked once on the bus. I mean this isn’t practicing in your folks’ basement, Jacks,” Matty said with his eyes still closed.
“I’m good,” Five said.
“I’ll talk to her, and hopefully she’ll be on board.” Because I really want her to come with me. Thinking of going away and not seeing her for months at a time, and that was a short time estimate, sounded like a shitty idea. Jacks stood and left the guys in the sitting room so he could go back to see Tanner. They’d be fast asleep in about five minutes anyway.
Once he was in his room again, he went over to the double doors of the bedroom and pushed one side open enough that he could lean against the frame and just watch her as she slept. Maybe it was creepy as fuck, but he liked how peaceful she looked, and of course got a damn hard-on when he saw her curvy form under the lone sheet. She shifted, and the sheet tightened marginally around her ass. He could see the crack of her bottom, and his balls drew up tight. She had a spectacular ass, round and big and exactly the way he liked them.
“Do you normally stare at people when they are sleeping?” Her eyes were still closed, and her voice was muffled, but he saw the tug of a smile at the corner of her mouth.
“I can safely say I’ve never watched anyone sleep before. But with you I have this creepy fascination with your body.”
She smiled wider this time and rolled onto her back. “Is that right?” The sheet successfully covered her chest to his disappointment, but he saw the outline of her breasts and the stiff peaks of her nipples and that led to his very overactive imagination. But then she stretched and the sheet slid off of her chest, and he couldn’t stop himself.
Jacks took off his clothes and was making his way toward her when she wrapped the sheet around her and quickly jumped off the bed. “What are you doing?” Here he stood, staring at her like some kind of asshole with his dick all hard as she dashed into the bathroom. “Tanner, what in the hell are you doing?”
She leaned around the doorframe. “You don’t expect me to get all up close and personal with you first thing in the morning, do you?” She shut the door, and five minutes after her being in there she finally emerged.
His cock was all but deflated, but seeing her standing in the doorway, with that sheet bunched in her hand right above her breasts had him getting hard again in record time. He liked that the discomfort that had been there right after they had sex last night was gone. She didn’t seem like she felt awkward over all the times he had touched her, fucked her, and licked her like she was a damn ice cream cone melting in the sun.
What he wanted to do was be buried inside of her again, but he really did need to talk to her, and if they had sex—which to be honest was what he wanted to do at this particular moment—it would just be stalling. He grabbed his shorts off the floor and put them on before sitting on the edge of the bed and patting the spot beside him. “Come here, Tanner.”
She looked at him a bit suspiciously, and he was pleased