Free Losing You (Stars On Fire Book 4) by Ryleigh Andrews Page B

tour was testament to that. They weren’t in arenas or stadiums yet, but Marc knew that was just around the corner.
    Last Star’s first single, “Feels So Good,” was the song of the summer and their current song, “Fading Star,” was following in the first’s footsteps.
    “Holy fuck! Look at this tour bus!” Mia exclaimed, opening up the curtains on all six bunks. “I call bottom bunk.”
    “Good call, brat,” Marty said, tossing his bag on the top bed. Todd and Clark took bunks on the opposite side and then, Marc took the one right above Mia. Then the five of them headed back into the main area, each with a beer from the fridge, and got lost in their thoughts.
    About five minutes later, a tall and sexy as fuck blonde stepped on the bus, surveying the scene before her. Marc had no idea who she was, but by her appearance knew that she meant business.
    “See?” Todd said, elbowing him in the stomach.
    “See what?” Marc returned.
    “Allie!” Mia said excitedly and then the pieces started fitting together. Their manager.
    The blonde smiled and it lit up the dark space. She seriously was stunning.
    With her long index finger, she started counting off. “One, two, three, four . . . five?” she spoke, landing on him.
    Clark grimaced like he forgot something. “Yeah . . . sorry about that. Allie, this is Marc, my brother—”
    “And our most awesome friend,” Mia piped in, a huge grin on her face. Marc shot her one back.
    “Marc, this is Allie, our manager,” Clark continued. Marc stood up and they exchanged greetings, then she turned back to the band, towering over them as they sat crowded in the dining booth.
    “Any beds left?” she asked.
    “Yep,” Mia answered and squeezed out to go show Allie.
    After Allie took care of her luggage, the bus took off. Next stop, Hershey, Pennsylvania. Marc hoped he’d have some time to get his girl some chocolate.
    Not much happened in the first hours of the ride besides the guys inventorying the contents of the pantry and the fridge. Mia had received a call from Ethan and the guys teased her about it. She took it like a champ . . . her face flushing in a happy blush. Marc liked that look on her, a far cry from how she was with Luke.
    When they settled back down, Allie prepared them and discussed how things would go down at the show, the routines that needed to happen. The four soaked it up, their eyes all trained on their manager’s face. After that meeting, everyone headed to the bunks to get some rest.
    But when his head hit the pillow, his thoughts turned to Lizzie. Marc hadn’t liked the idea of being away from her for so long, but it afforded him the opportunity to come out on tour with his brother and friends. Still, he missed her and reached into his bag for his phone. He shot off a quick text and she replied right back. They exchanged a few texts talking about their day and her work, then she surprised him with a picture of her standing in front of the hotel bathroom’s mirror—completely naked. His cock liked that picture a whole lot. Glancing down and seeing the tent it made, instinct had him releasing it.
    Can you show me your response to my pic?
    Oh, hell yeah he could and he did. While he waited for her response, Marc stroked himself, picturing her small hand beneath his, her mouth teasing the base.
    I miss you . . . and that huge cock of yours.
    He released his grip and replied.
    I miss you too . . . and my cock misses that pussy of yours. I can’t wait to fuck it again .
    Imagining it right now.
    Was she . . . ?
    Me too, Elizabeth.
    After he sent his response, he went back to stroking his cock because he just knew her fingers were busy too, thinking about him fucking her. It didn’t take him long to get his cock spurting its release, especially with the visual of Lizzie touching herself. After snapping a picture of the aftermath, he hopped out of his bunk and hurried to the small bathroom to clean up, noticing the lit up television.
    When he