Free Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set by Skye Turner

ready to go home yet. I say I’ll stay as long as Jude can bring me home.
    Jude looks over at me with hooded eyes, then at Erik, shrugs, and says he’ll bring me home. He doesn’t mind.
    Erik packs up, kisses my head, and fist bumps Jude before heading to his car and saying he’ll catch up with us tomorrow and to be safe.
    Jude and I don’t talk, but we’re so used to each other, we don’t really need to. He’s sitting on the blanket with his back against a River Birch tree. I lie back on the blanket near his legs and stare at the stars, while I listen to him play.
    After about fifteen minutes of playing, Jude also starts to sing. I’ve never heard this song before, but it’s beautiful. My eyes drift shut as his voice soothes me. When the chorus comes around for the second time, I suddenly have a revelation… this song sounds like it’s about me…
    Is this song about me?
    I listen to Jude’s hypnotic voice and open my eyes again. The final chords fade… he’s staring at me.
    Our eyes remain locked for awhile, neither looking away. Both of us are barely breathing. The air suddenly feels charged. Jude audibly swallows.
    I sit up some, leaning on my elbows. “Jude?” I begin uncertainly. I try again. “Jude, can I ask you something?” My lips barely move, but he hears me.
    He looks from my eyes to my lips and back again before answering. “You can ask me anything, Lex.”
    “What’s the name of that song?”
    “It’s called My Heart Was Red .”
    I sit up a little more, which makes my breasts rise up. His eyes follow the movement and I can see he’s gritting his teeth. “Jude? Um… is-is that song about me? Did you write that song for me?”
    I hold my breath as I wait for his answer. I’m terrified now that I’ve put myself out there. I’m terrified he’ll say no… that I’m imagining things… projecting what I want to be instead of what truly is. But I’m also terrified he’ll say yes. Because if he says yes, everything will change…
    Jude looks into my eyes with those mesmerizing hazel eyes of his. He stares at me so hard and long, I think he’s not going to answer. Then, just as my heart is breaking and I’m closing my eyes to hide my pain and mortification from him, he answers in a whisper, “Yes, Lex. The song is about you. It’s always about you.”
    My eyes snap open, but I’m frozen in place. We stare at each other. Neither moving, just taking each other in. Everything he feels is suddenly visible in his eyes as he looks at me. I know my eyes mirror his.
    We reach for each other at the same time. I push his guitar down and climb into his lap as he pulls me up and over him.
    We remain this way for a long time, me on his lap with my legs straddling his. His hands are on my hips, holding me in place, as our faces are aligned and we stare into each other’s eyes, and breathe each other in with our mouths centimeters apart.
    Finally, thank you God, finally, Jude lowers his head and kisses me. It’s a gentle, exploratory kiss. At first he barely brushes his soft lips against mine. He kisses one corner of my mouth and then the other before returning to my lips.
    We kiss sweetly for awhile. Just a gentle brushing of lips with him pressing light kisses all over my face. He kisses my mouth, my eyes, my nose, and my forehead, before he returns and softly caresses my lips again.
    I love the way he’s kissing me, cherishing me, but dammit… I want more! I squeeze his hips with my thighs and stand on my knees, better aligning our mouths and open my mouth, sweeping my tongue against the seam of his lips. He opens his mouth to grant me access. I immediately run my tongue over and around his, making sure to explore every surface of his mouth, before gently sucking on his tongue.
    He groans as I suck on his tongue and he grips my hips tightly, his hands massaging the curve at the top of my ass. He’s trying to hold me still, but I can feel his cock hard beneath me, right at my center, so I