Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,72

for modern technology. “And?”

“And I miss you too. The song was great, but you do realize that won’t put the rumors to rest, right?”

“Fuck the rumors. I don’t mind if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind as long as they stay out of my office,” he laughs out.

“Six days and counting,” I remind him.

“I can’t wait.”

The week passes by slowly, but as the bus pulls back up to the place I left Daniel behind, butterflies in my stomach take flight. The bus comes to a stop and the doors open. I waste no time in running out. Daniel is parked about 100 feet away. He opens the door and climbs out, and I take off running to him. I jump into his arms and breathe him in, burning that scent into my memory.

He hugs me close. “God, I’ve missed having you in my arms.”

“I’ve missed being in your arms,” I reply, pulling back enough to clearly see his handsome face. He places me on my feet and his hands come up to cup my cheeks. He pulls my lips to his, kissing me passionately. It’s hard but slow and lingering.

“All right, lovebirds,” Van says, walking up to us with my bags in his hands. “Save it for when you get home.” He sets the bags down at my feet and Daniel and I finally pull away.

“I’ll see you in a couple of days I’m sure,” Van says, pulling me in for a hug.

“I’m sure the record label will be throwing us another party soon for the album release,” I say, pulling away.

Daniel bends down and grabs my bags.

“Take care of her, man,” Van says, taking a step back.

“You know I will,” Daniel replies, pulling me back to his car.

He puts my things in the trunk and takes his seat behind the wheel. He looks over at me with a smile. “I can’t believe you’re really here sitting next to me again.”

I place my hand on his jaw. “Well, believe it, ‘cause you’re stuck with me for a few weeks until we leave again.”

“Let’s not talk about you leaving again,” he breathes out, pulling me in for another long, delicious kiss.

Sixteen

Daniel

Having her back feels surreal. It’s like she’s been beside me this whole time—that these last few weeks didn’t even exist. Having her here feels like being a kid on Christmas morning and finally unwrapping that one thing you wanted more than anything. All the phone calls, FaceTime talks, and text messages didn’t do it justice. Now, I can touch her and feel her soft skin against mine. I can breathe in her sweet scent of jasmine and vanilla. But best of all, I can kiss her, and she tastes like watermelon on a hot, sunny day. The moment we walk into her apartment, I drop her bags on the floor and pull her against me. She wraps her arms and legs around me and kisses me like I’m the air she’s been living without. Now, she can finally breathe.

I push her back against the door, slamming it closed with the action. She works on removing my shirt while I lock the door she’s pressed against. She rips the T-shirt over my head and tosses it to the floor. She breaks our kiss as she rests her head against the door, her eyes taking in my naked chest and stomach. She licks her lips in the cutest way. “God, I’ve missed you, and I’m going to make sure I kiss every single one of these hard muscles I’ve missed.” She comes forward, pressing her lips to my collarbone. “Take me to bed, Daniel.”

“My pleasure,” I say, holding her against me as I walk us to her bedroom. We fall onto the mattress and we’re immediately wrapped up in each other. I kiss every inch of flesh I can as I pull off her clothes. She gets impatient and flips us over, kissing her way down my chest, ribs, and stomach. Her hand finds its way into my pants and it wraps around me. I take in a hissing breath when she touches me. With her free hand, she pulls my jeans down my hips, allowing me to spring free. She looks at me from beneath her lashes and licks her lips. I wish I could take a picture of the way she’s looking at me right now. It’s sexy as fuck and something I always want to remember.

The moment she opens her mouth and takes me deep inside, I want to explode.