Page 21 of Sexy Dirty Fun

I shook my head. “I’m not really interested in talking with you right now.” I was too afraid of how I might react. I didn’t want to cry in front of him and admit I was starting to like him. There really wasn't a whole lot more to say anyway.

“I can explain it all. Just give me ten minutes,” he pleaded, his blue eyes searching mine. “Please.”

I sighed and tugged on the end of my shirt. “I need to get a new room. Maybe when I’m settled, we can talk.”

“You don’t have to get another room, Lindsey. I meant what I said about staying with you the rest of the tour.” He ran his hand through his damp hair. “I’ll be rid of her in a little bit.” He glanced over at Destiny, the muscle in his jaw standing pulsing.

“What do you mean?” she asked. “I was going to join you on the tour.”

“No, you’re not,” he replied firmly.

I had no desire to stick around and watch the rest of this little family spat. “Please get my bags and bring them to me.”

“One sec,” he nodded and turned to go back into the room, grabbing Destiny’s arm to bring her along.

As I stood there and waited, I could hear them mumbling, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Cane sounded mad though and her replies were high-pitched and whiny.

It blew me away that he could be married to someone like her. It was one thing to fuck around with girls like Destiny, but marry them? Maybe things were different when you were a rock star.

I was getting impatient. I didn’t have that much in the room. Why was it taking so long? I opened my mouth to call out, when Cane appeared carrying my stuff.

“Do you need help with this?” he asked, setting it down at my feet.

“No.” I shook my head, fighting back the lump that was starting to form in my throat. I had to get out of there fast.

“Ok,” he replied, watching me pick up my stuff. “Remember to text me later so we could talk.”

I didn’t reply as I turned and walked away. I fought the urge to run to the elevator; my bags made that too hard to do anyway. I wanted to get away from him as quickly as I possible could.

I never heard the door to his room click and I had a feeling he was watching me from down the hall.Don’t turn around. I pressed the button on the elevator and prayed it would open quickly. When it arrived, I got in and as I turned around to press the lobby button, I saw him still standing in the doorframe of his room.

When the door closed, hot tears filled my eyes and spilled onto my cheeks. I swiped them away with my hand and took a deep breath. There was no way in hell I was going to let that man make me cry.

I had always known this thing with Cane wasn’t going to go very far. He didn’t stick with one woman for very long. Except for Destiny apparently. I leaned on the back wall of the elevator and closed my eyes. I was stuck a fool to think for even a minute he was starting to like me too. Sure, he protected me from Shaun, but what decent human wouldn’t help someone being attacked? I read way more into what happened.

I stood up and took a deep breath as the elevator approached the lobby. This was no big deal. So, it was just sex. It wasn’t the first time and probably wouldn’t be the last. There were plenty of guys to make me forget all about Cane on this tour. Maybe I would forget about guys for a while and focus on my career. Writing for Rolling Stone was a dream come true and I didn’t want to mess it up.

The elevator arrived and I carried my bags over to the front desk. They were very quick to get me a room – a suite even on one of the top floors. They had someone carry my bags for me and escort me there. I couldn’t wait to get that bath and relax like I had originally planned to do before Shaun interrupted me. I wanted to climb into bed and sleep for days. This was the longest day ever and I was exhausted.

I got to the room and tipped the guy carrying my bags before he left. I settled in and started a bath. I got undressed in the steamy bathroom and I couldn’t help but notice the bruises forming on me from the way Shaun handled me. I shivered despite the warmth in the bathroom and stepped into the tub.

I managed to doze off a little but was woken up by the sound of someone knocking on my door. For a brief second, I panicked, worried it was Shaun back to finish what he started.

“Lindsey, open up. It’s Cane. You didn’t call me and I got worried.”

I relaxed but rolled my eyes. Worried, my ass.

“I’m fine! Go away!” I yelled. I wasn’t getting out of this comfy tub for him. And how the hell did he find me anyway. I was really starting to wonder about the security in this hotel.

He knocked again. “Lindsey, open up or I’m going to kick the door down again to make sure you’re ok.”

“Fuck me,” I muttered under my breath and got out of the tub. I grabbed the plush terrycloth robe the hotel provided and wrapped myself in it, not even bothering to dry off.

He continued to knock and call out my name. “I’m coming!” I called, cinching my robe tight.

I opened the door. “I don’t really want to talk, Cane.” I couldn’t help but check him out as he stood in the hallway. He was wearing the same jeans as earlier and a band t-shirt similar to the one I liked to sleep in. His hair was dry now and he was wearing his black combat boots. My heart skipped a beat and I furrowed my eyebrows. Even though I was furious with him, he was still hotter than hell to me. That only made me madder.

“Let me explain, Lindsey,” he pleaded. “Let me in and we’ll talk.”