Free Bad Boy Romance: Nick (Romantic Suspense Alpha Male Romance) (New Adult Rock Star Contemporary Short Stories) (Hard Rock Star Series Book 2) by Jade Allen Page A

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forehead. “You’ve smoked out with me what—five times? And every time it’s like
it’s new to you. I know you smoked before—no one takes a hit that big without
coughing up a lung if they’re a newbie. So it’s just who you are.”
    “We’ve also done so many things sexually that we’re going to
run out of new things to try there,” Olivia pointed out. We got off the
elevator and started down the hall. “Face it, Nicky: you’re all about novelty,
and when that wears off, you’ll get the itch again. I’ve made my peace with
it.” I reached out and grabbed her hand, stopping her in the hallway.
    “I want more than novelty now,” I told her lowly. “I want
you. You’re excited, interested, engaged.” I smiled. “How many times do I have
to tell you that it’s you I want, not just the ‘hard to get’ woman?”
Olivia took a deep breath.
    “I’ll believe it when I see it,” she said. She stood up on
the balls of her feet and kissed me lightly. “Now let’s get our stuff put away
so we don’t throw off Ron’s precious schedule.”
    I walked Olivia to her hotel room door and went further down
the hall to my own room; the rest of the guys had gone up already, but I’d
waited for Olivia to check in, loitering in the lobby. She was right; Ron was
all about our schedule while we were on tour. He especially wanted to take
advantage of the increased press this time around, since Alex had made us media
darlings. So every date on the tour there was guaranteed to be at least two
interviews with two different radio stations, along with some kind of
promotional opportunity after the show was over—and of course, Olivia’s
coverage of the tour was a constant thing.
    I thought about the way things stood between Olivia and me.
We’d been on tour almost two months; I’d managed to keep from even really looking
at the girls who made their way backstage. Jules, Mark and Dan had managed to
score about a dozen times since we’d first left for the tour—I’d stuck by
Olivia. The question is: is she right? As soon as the novelty wears off, are
you going to start getting that itch? Looking for something new, something fun
and exciting, something mindless? I pulled my dirty clothes out of my
suitcase and tossed it aside, sorting through what little I had clean to change
before the radio interview.
    I stripped my clothes off and threw them at the laundry bag.
I didn’t think it was just novelty. The more time I spent with Olivia the more
interesting I found her. Maybe that’s because she’s not just some dumb bimbo
you’re picking up to sleep with once and then never see again. I grinned to
myself, tugging a pair of jeans up my legs. But what if she’s right? What if
it’s just exciting right now? What do I do when we’ve exhausted all of the
possibilities? A second later, though, I was shaking my head again. As
if two people could ever exhaust all the possibilities of things you can do in
bed. I threw on a shirt and grabbed a jacket to wear over it—radio studios
always seemed to be either freezing or sweltering. I pulled my shoes on and
headed for the door, checking to make sure that I had all the things I needed:
phone, keys, cigarettes, both key cards, and wallet. Apart from that I wouldn’t
need much of anything that wasn’t in my backpack on the bus. Things will
work out, I told myself.

 
    ****
    We got out of the radio interview unscathed, and I climbed
onto the bus quickly the minute we were out of the station’s offices. Maybe if
we were lucky, I’d have a little time to spend with Olivia before we had to do
the next interview at the club we were playing at. I’d left her working on more
content for the magazine, compiling pictures and writing an article that would
go up on the Record Spin website in a few days.
    I walked through to the lounge; but Olivia wasn’t there. I
frowned, hearing Jules giving Mark shit about something—some comment he’d made
that I barely cared about. Alex