Because of Low (Page 37)

Shut up Sadie.

Tightening my grip on her hand Will ow glanced up at me and her excited expression squelched my moment of jealousy.

"Here we are," Sadie said and patted the bodyguard moving out of our way on the arm.

"Thanks Ryan," she said and the angry giant actually grinned a little then went back to scowling.

"I’m back and I have company," Sadie said walking into the massive room that reminded me of a hotel suite. Jax stood up from the large black leather chair he’d been lounging in and flashed his rockstar smile at Will ow and I hated him all over again. Why the hell had I brought her here?

"Marcus," he nodded in greeting.

"Jax," I replied trying real hard not to sound annoyed.

"And you must be Will ow. I’ve heard quite a bit about you the past twenty four hours."

Sadie had been talking to Jax about Will ow. Things started to fall together as to why we were here. And I liked what I was beginning to understand.

"Oh, wow. Um," Will ow stammered. Jax made her nervous and suddenly I was annoyed again.

"He has that effect on people," Sadie joked and walked over toward him. He wrapped his arm around her pulling her against him and kissed the top of her head. That made me feel better.

"I can imagine," Will ow replied tightening her grip on my hand. She was nervous. I wanted to fix it but I wasn’t sure how to help her relax.

"So Will ow, do you like my music or did you come because Marcus made you," Jax asked a teasing tone to his voice.

"Oh, I like it. I actually didn’t know where we were going. He was vague," she glanced up at me smiling, "But I figured it out when we came through security."

Jax found that amusing.

"Well, that’s a relief. Sadie hated my music when I met her.

I’m a little gun shy with southern girls now."

"Jax Stone your ego is just fine," Sadie chided and walked over to the bar.

"Come have a seat Will ow. I’ll fix us something to drink.

Why don’t you show Marcus around backstage Jax." Jax raised his eyebrows at me. He knew as well as I did that this was Sadie’s way of mending fences between Jax and me. Turning my attention to Will ow whose death grip on my hand had eased up, "You okay with that? I’ll stay with you if you want," I whispered in her ear in case she wanted me to stay.

She nodded and kissed my cheek, "I’m fine. Sadie doesn’t make me nervous."

Figures. Stupid rock god.

I squeezed her hand and laid a kiss on her mouth before looking back up at a very pleased Jax.

"You ready," he asked.

I nodded and followed him out the door.

The moment we walked out the door another body guard appeared and walked behind us. I was used to this. I’d worked for the guy long enough.

"This is where we shake hands and call a truce I believe," Jax said opening a door and leading me into a large room where band members were all lounging around with drinks laughing and talking to girls draped all over them.

"I guess so."

A girl walked up to us with two bottled waters on a tray. Jax took both of them handing one to me.

"I’ll get you something stronger if you want. I just don’t drink before a concert or much at all. Sadie isn’t crazy about it."

"Naw, this is good."

"You don’t even notice Sadie anymore. I like that." I chuckled. I imagine he does. "I bet." Jax grinned and took a long swig of water. "You in love yet?"

I thought about his question and this morning. "Yeah I think I might be. Kind of happened fast. But she’s hard to resist."

"Been there man and I can honestly tell you that I completely understand."

I guess he could. Weird. He wasn’t all that bad.

"Sadie’s really happy for you. She’s talked nonstop about Will ow since she met her. I know all about how sweet you are with her and how you look at her like no one else is in the room. All kinds of sappy crap."

That made me laugh. "I can’t imagine it bothered you too much. If I’m all sappy with another girl then your girl is safe." Jax smirked, "I’m the one she loves. I wasn’t worried." He was right. Besides I didn’t care. Not anymore.

Willow

My ears were ringing when we left the concert. But it didn’t diminish my excitement. I had my first concert t-shirt that I’d actually earned, clutched tightly in my hand as Marcus sat me up in the truck. I watched him as he made his way around the front of the truck to get inside.

around the front of the truck to get inside.

"Well, what did ya think?"

"I loved it! Thank you for bringing me." He leaned over and kissed me hungrily, which I hadn’t been expecting. When he finished he nipped at my bottom lip then released me. I was a little breathless.

"I’ve been wanting to do that for the past two hours," he explained with a sexy grin before cranking up the truck.

Wow. Today couldn’t get any better.

I lay my head back and rested my eyes.

"Wake up sleeping beauty, we’re home," Marcus whispered in my ear jolting me awake.

I’d slept the whole way back. Dangit. I’d wanted to spend time talking to Marcus. We’d been unable to do much talking today.

"I’m sorry I feel asleep."

"Don’t be. I got to watch you sleep for over an hour. I liked it."

He always made me feel so special.

"Okay, but that sounds boring."

He gently bit my earlobe then whispered, "Trust me it wasn’t"

I shivered and his breath hitched.

"Let’s go on inside," his voice sounded tense.

I quickly scrambled out of the truck. If we were going to continue this inside I was more than willing.