CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When they finally arrive at the hotel, Alyssa , “I could get used to riding everywhere in a limo.”
“Yeah, me too. It so spacious and luxurious.” Jewel responds.
“I can’t believe they’re still getting us a limo though, considering we’re not first time customers anymore,” Alyssa admits elbowing Jewel on the side.
“Yeah, yeah. Come on, let’s hit the bar,” Jewel offers
Walking to the bar, Jewel starts to admit to herself that she is becoming anxious.
This is no longer a “don’t worry about the consequences and just have the sex of your life” situation anymore. I’ve got to make sure Alyssa really understands what we’re getting into. We’ve already seen a lot more than the normal groupies and fangirls would have at this point. This is all starting to seem too dangerous.
Jewel just doesn’t think that Alyssa cares about anything. Alyssa’s always been the carefree one, and therefore the one to get into the most trouble. Jewel shakes her head, knowing she’ll have to look out for the both of them.
The bar is a brightly light room, with one bartender on each side of the wide bar. One is cleaning a shot glass and the other is serving up fresh drinks. The interior of this hotel looks even fancier than the one last night. Jewel takes a second to wonder how the room will be adorned.
The two of them sit in front of the less-busy looking bartender. He has black hair and is wearing a blue vest on a white undershirt. Jewel gets a beer and Alyssa orders a shot of vanilla vodka with cream soda. Jewel gives her friend a funny look over her choice of drink, but quickly shrugs it off.
The girl is allowed to order whatever she wants.
Neither woman starts the conversation off with anything of real potential. Instead, it’s idle talk about the suites and hotel rooms, food quality and other nonchalant topics. Before long, Jewel starts to get impatient. She wants to bring up the band, but more importantly, she wants to bring up the Grimms.
To segue into the topic, Jewel and Alyssa talk about what it’s been like with Vincent and Ash. There isn’t much to talk about other than the sex, because in all reality, they barely even know these guys. Slowly, Jewel brings up the Grimm side of it, how Alyssa feels about it, what they’ve seen so far and what it has meant. She finally gets the chance to bring up the question that has been bugging her this entire time.
“Are you actually willing to deal with the Grimm side of Vincent? You can’t just be hopeful thinking that you’ll just get sex until he goes on tour elsewhere. Alyssa, we’ve seen a lot of things. Vincent doesn’t just look at you like some piece of meat. Same with Ash. Maybe it’s not all just sex like you think it is… and that means there are far more implications at play here than you want to think.”
Alyssa doesn’t respond at first. She just sits there, swirling around the last drops of her mixed drink in her glass. After the bartender serves them fresh drinks, Alyssa turns to Jewel.
“I’m a bit scared about all this, yeah. It’s just… well, admittedly, this is more than a weekend fling. I won’t lie to you. I feel like I’ve bit off more than I can chew… I don’t quite know what to do about it. It’s easier to just go on like it’s a weekend fling. Who knows, maybe that’s all it will turn out to be— despite how it feels.”
Before Jewel can respond the rumbling of motorcycles steals her attention. Both Jewel and Alyssa finish off their drinks. As they stand up to leave they hear a familiar voice behind them. It startles them because they didn’t hear him walk up behind them.
“Well, if it isn’t my boys’ new favorite pets.” Wolfe gives a curt laugh at their startled reaction before becoming serious again. “Thanks for spottin’ that low-life. It was rather nice of you two to let us know.”
He shifts his gaze. “We don’t appreciate people bringin’ those kinds of things to our shows.”
Jewel is flushed with nervousness. She tries to keep her voice calm as she dares to ask a question. “And… what did you do with him?”
“Oh, you girls don’t need to worry about that,” he advises sharply. He turns his tone to a pleasantry, and with a slight smile, says, “Just enjoy yourselves while you can.”
Wolfe’s spider tattoo becomes more visible as her turns around and walks away.
Jewel gives Alyssa a glance. “I told you so.”
Alyssa just shrugs.
“Don’t play stupid. This isn’t just water under the bridge.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll be careful, but we’ve got some company now.”
Alyssa smirks.
“But I’m not going to be careful with him in bed.”
Alyssa shakes her hips in a provocative movement, but pauses for a moment
“Do I look okay?”
“Yeah, you look fine. He’ll be all over you, like usual,” Jewel responds flatly.
In the distance, the girls watch as Ash and Vincent mosey up toward the bar. They stop where Wolfe had just been. As usual, Vincent grabs Alyssa, and she wraps her arms around him. Their mouths make instant contact before words are even exchanged. In just moments, they’re getting into it. Alyssa waves bye to Jewel as she and Vincent make their way out of the bar. Jewel just smiles.
At least she can have her fun… I just hope she’s careful.
Jewel doesn’t take spend much time thinking though, because Ash doesn’t waste time in grabbing her up either. He pulls her into him in the same way as before, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her figure up against his. The warmth of his body is inviting and her hands caress his muscles before they share a kiss. As they separate enough to walk, Ash smacks her ass, and then leads them up to his room.