like that to someone Phil cared about.
“In any case, it’s not for us to get involved,” I stated. “I know Phil wishes that I could feel about Devon as he does, but I don’t. I’m not scared of Devon. He wanted to talk to Phil, and he thought I could help him do so. That’s all.”
I looked at my two best friends, and truth be told, they looked rough around the edges.
“Shit, what happened after we left?” I asked, laughing.
“A lot of alcohol,” replied Alys, groaning. “I’m not sure if X is even alive. He smelled like he’d been pickled when I left him in bed.”
“What time is it?”
“Eleven forty-five,” replied Lili. “Lewis left with Phil this morning. Do you know where they went?”
“Phil told me it was an appointment of some kind, and that it was a surprise, so I guessed a tattoo.”
“Yeah, I can believe that. What do you think he’ll get? I bet it’s MacGregor in huge block letters across his gut.”
“Fuck, I hope not,” I grunted in reply. I sucked down some Bloody Mary. “He’s fucking nuts, you guys.”
“Well, yeah. We kind of got that already,” Lili said dryly.
“So, I guess everything is good with the two of you?” asked Alys.
“Yeah. Why?”
She bit her lip, and her nostrils flared. “Well…because when X and I were getting into our room last night, we, uh…heard Phil.”
I felt my cheeks grow warm. “Heard him doing what?”
“Well, I’m guessing you were the one doing because he was screaming for you not to stop whatever it was you were doing to him.”
“Oh my gods above,” I said weakly.
“What were you doing to him?” Lili asked, completely intrigued.
Alys busted out laughing at the look on my face.
“Aw, man! You aren’t going to tell us, are you?” Lili whined.
I grinned and sipped my drink, and before Lili could harp on about it, her phone on the bar top buzzed.
“Hey, babe! We’re in the lounge, having a drink. Don’t judge me!” she snapped the last bit and flipped her phone shut.
Minutes later, Lewis and Phil strode in. Phil looked thunderous when he spotted me, and he held up my phone.
“Kenna, you nearly gave me a fuckin’ heart attack,” he hissed, shoving my phone into my hand.
I rolled my eyes, and he scowled.
“What did she do to you that made you scream for her not to stop last night?” piped Lili’s little voice.
Phil’s eyes shot to her, and he retorted, “She touched me in places I’ve never been touched before.”
I clapped a hand over my mouth and buried my face in his chest. His arms wrapped around me, and he kissed the back of my head.
“It was fuckin’ awesome,” he grunted. “What are you drinkin’?”
“Bloody Mary,” I said, muffled into his chest.
“Ooo, that sounds tasty.”
He ordered one for himself and sat down next to me.
I glanced over at Lili.
She mouthed, Tell me where!
I mouthed back, His asshole!
Her elfin face twisted up in shock and disgust, but then she looked as though she was considering this, and then she looked impressed. She nodded and turned to Lewis.
Phil sucked down a fourth of his drink, snagged the celery stick out of it, and chomped. “You wanna order room service and stay naked all day? Or do you wanna go out and see a bit of LA, and then come back, order room service, and get naked then?”
Next to me, Alys choked on her whiskey and water.
“Let’s go get food. Then, we can come back, and you can show me your new tattoo.”
He grinned. “Yeah.”
Phil took me to lunch at this little place not too far from the hotel where they served only organic, locally sourced produce on their menu. He had found out about it while getting his tattoo from the artist. We sat in a cozy corner and chowed down on soup and sandwiches, sharing the food.
He then took me into a few shops and bought me clothes and a few bits of hipster jewelry. He glared at me when I opened my mouth to protest him spending too much.
Old habits die hard.
He ended up buying a few things for himself, too, like a pair of badass black leather wrist cuffs.
Overall, it was a nice few normal hours, just a regular couple going shopping. No mobs of fans attacked us although we did get a few double-take looks from people, and I swore, I saw a few celebrities myself. By mid-afternoon, I was done with shopping, and we headed back to the hotel.
“So, are you going