Free Claiming Addison by Zoey Derrick Page B

pulls back and there is a look in his eyes; a look that says that there is nothing he won’t do to have me. It takes everything I have not to grab him and drag him back to the bus. Just get it out of our system so that we can work on this tour, but I have a feeling that won’t be enough, for me, for Kyle, and it just might make Talon jealous.
    Talon and the band finish up their first song. Talon works the crowd, introduces the band and thanks his crew, including Kyle and myself by name. He looks straight at me and Kyle when he says it then encourages us to say hi to the crowd. I fight the blush and step out onto the edge of the stage with Kyle and we both wave.
    “Without these two, we wouldn’t be here,” he says and the crowd gets impossibly loud. It’s hardly the truth. I’ve done nothing to get this tour off the ground. That’s been Kyle and probably the one they fired. But I think it’s his way of showing me some affection the best way he knows how.
    Once we’re out of sight of the crowd I turn to Kyle, “I don’t feel right taking that kind of credit.”
    “Suck it up, buttercup. I think it’s an expression of appreciation for today, tonight and going forward. You’ll keep him in line.”
    I snort. “I doubt that.”
    “I don’t,” he says very seriously.
    “What do you know that I don’t?” I ask him.
    “Nothing.”
    “I’m calling bullshit, Kyle.”
    “Look, I don’t know much, other than the fact that he’s really into you. I’ve known him a long time and I’ve never seen him like this.” He says with confidence, but I can’t help thinking that this isn’t going to be the case in a couple of weeks. I’m a cynic, what can I say?
    “I’m not the only one in this equation.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Oh come on, he kissed me the way he did while you were holding on to me. You made your own advances and he didn’t shove you away. Are you really that dense?” I ask him serious.
    “No, I’m not, but it doesn’t mean he wants me. It could just be the idea of him with you, or the fact that he likes to watch.”
    I shake my head, “You know what? We could sit here and assume all we want. It’s not going to make this any easier.”
    “Good point,” he says just as the band strikes up with ‘Your Eyes’.
    “You said this wasn’t in their set.” I look toward the stage at Talon and he’s looking at me with that same look in his eyes he had earlier. He only keeps his eyes on me for a moment then he turns to the crowd and there is a collective increase in volume from the ladies in the crowd.
    “It wasn’t, but I told him he should add it and that look is the key to turning all the women in the arena into putty. It worked. But I think he’s really singing it for you.”
    “Stop that.” I bump shoulders with him. He doesn’t say anything. “Kyle, are you jealous?”
    “Ohmygod. No.”
    “Oh my god, you’re so full of shit.”
    He shrugs. I roll my eyes and go back to enjoying my song. Then Kyle wraps his arms around me, leaning down to rest his chin on my shoulder and he starts swaying both of us to the music. There is something strangely comforting about his embrace and I sink back into him, letting him sway me to the beat.

 
     
     
     
    The rest of the concert goes off without incident. The crowd was extremely wound up when they came off stage the first time, the crowd went crazy demanding more. Talon looked at me with a big shit eating grin on his face. I nodded and his face lit up as he called the boys back. They returned to the stage for two more songs. I felt an overwhelming sense of pride as I watched the boys play their first encore. It was amazing.
    When the guys come off the stage for the final time, they all have the most inspiring grins on their faces. Talon comes straight for me, wrapping his arms around me in a massive hug. “Thanks, Red.”
    “For what?”
    “Being an amazing good luck charm.”
    I laugh. “Anytime.”
    “You realize