was like a storm. She did her best to keep her room from looking like a total disaster but time was wasting away. In nothing short of a miracle, she managed to pack a couple days worth of clothing in just one bag. A big bag, but just one. She put it on her shoulder and tried to move, dragging the bag from her bed. It fell to the floor, taking her shoulder with it. After crying out, Jess then grabbed the bag with two hands and dragged it across the floor. At the door, she made sure everything was locked and she scanned her apartment one last time.
Crazy.
The thought kept coming to her. The constant need to remind herself how crazy this was. But it didn’t matter. She could work from anywhere in the world. She could stay in contact with her agent and Marie, or anyone else she needed to.
This was the true freedom of her career, finally able to indulge in it.
More so, it wasn’t so bad to have someone as sexy as Johnnie to lead the way.
When Jess kicked open the door to the apartment building, dragging her bag, she stopped and waited for Johnnie. He stepped from the car and put on a pair of sunglasses.
“What the hell is in this?” he asked, lifting the bag off the ground.
“Some clothes,” Jess said.
“I thought you needed a laptop,” Johnnie said.
“What would I wear? The same clothes day after day?”
“Actually... I was hoping you’d just be naked.”
Johnnie turned, just in time, so that Jess could spare herself the embarrassment as her cheeks flushed a deep red. She never had someone be so blunt, honest, and sexy with her. Not to mention she was pretty sure Johnnie wasn’t lying.
They were back in the car and driving. This time, Johnnie slid close to Jess and wrapped his arm around her. Jess leaned into him, inhaling him. She didn’t care if it was obvious. Her head rested against his hard chest and she felt his strong fingers spread across her shoulder.
Everything felt right and comfortable.
“Tell me about your next book,” Johnnie said.
“It’s nothing special. Guy and girl fall in love.”
“I don’t mind that story.”
“Yeah, but I’m thinking someone should try to kill one of them. Or both.”
“Ouch.”
“But it brings them closer.”
“I hope nobody tries to kill us,” Johnnie said.
“Well, at least we’ll be hidden in the mountains, right?”
“Thank you for coming with me.”
Jess smiled and her eyes grew heavy. When Johnnie started to rub her shoulder, she quickly fell asleep.
**
Johnnie stared at Jess. Her eyes were shut and her breathing became heavy and relaxed. He held her, realizing just how wild the idea had been. If Johnnie had been alone when the idea struck, he would have eventually talked himself down. He would have stood on the balcony of the hotel, gone to check on the band members, and played guitar. Anything to keep his mind off getting away.
But with Jess, it was like a whole new feeling. He felt younger, more spontaneous, but only in the desire of her eyes. Plus, the interview...
What a joke.
Johnnie didn’t want to believe that Peter had anything to do with that. It was common knowledge that Johnnie wrote the songs for Chasing Cross, letting the band add their music and ideas later. It had worked since the early days. People assumed that because of his good looks and rockstar stature, he could handle the stage and fame on his own. Johnnie could, but the desire to do so was something completely different.
The band was the band and that’s all that mattered.
As long as the guys wanted to play, record, and tour, Johnnie had an obligation to keep the band together.
But the song...
Johnnie closed his eyes and put his head back. Now the song played in his head. He wrote the damn thing in the mountains, in the same cabin he was heading to right now, with Jess. He remembered recording it, listening to it ten times. Recording more tracks on top of tracks, deleting