He starts to move our bodies together with the music and I move my arms up to wrap around his neck and tangle my fingers into the bottom of his hair. He smiles and I return the smile as that energy flows between us. He looks at me like he’s savouring every inch of me and I love the way he does that. I’ve never seen anyone look at me the way Danger is right now and I know that this tour is going to be the first of many firsts for me.

“You’re something pretty unique you know that sugar?” he says finally breaking the beautiful silence.

I raise an eyebrow and smile. “Unique, how so?”

“You’re so delicate and beautiful, so innocent, and yet there’s bravery in you. I like that even though you are a princess you’re not scared of new things. Dangerous things.”

“I don’t think you’re dangerous,” I say and he smirks.

“Maybe you just don’t know me that well,” he says as we sway to the music.

“Or maybe I read you too well and can see your sensitive side under all the tattoos and bravado?”

“Touché sugar,” he says and I giggle as he dips me down and around making my giggle turn into a laugh. He pulls me back up and leans in to kiss me, but his eyes open wide and he lets go of me and takes a step back breaking all contact. I look at him raising an eyebrow at his sudden change in demeanor and then follow his line of sight to see Dad walking in with the rest of Slayed. I exhale and look back at Danger who seems like he’s about to walk off.

“Danger,” I say and he looks at me and then back at Dad.

“Not with your Dad around okay, sugar?” he states and then licks his lips and walks off without looking back at me. I huff and shake my head, but I know he’s right. Dad seeing us dancing intimately together would just cause issues. So Danger backing off was probably the right thing to do. But he doesn’t have to avoid me altogether, we could have gone to a booth and talked.

I’m feeling frustrated and slightly annoyed that I can’t spend time with Danger in front of my dad, and to be honest, I don’t feel much like partying anymore. So I’m going to head back to my room and mope around, pretending that I got to kiss Danger more than once tonight.

I start to walk out of the after party and Danger is watching me the entire way. I swallow hard and exit, then make my way to one of the waiting chauffeured cars that they have on standby for us. After sliding in, the driver heads to the Hyatt hotel. I make my way into the hotel and up to my suite that I share with Annie. I have no idea what I’ll be walking into when I open the door, but I press the key card to the door and it clicks open so I walk in. The lights are off and Annie is in bed and the television is on.

I walk over to my bed and I hear Annie sniffing like she’s crying.

“Hey, are you awake?”

She doesn’t answer but sniffs again.

“Are you crying?” I ask and move over to her bed and sit down next to her pulling her hair from her face. She’s definitely crying and has been for some time by the looks of it.

“Oh Annie, come here,” I say and pull her up and into my arms. She comes to me quickly obviously needing some comfort.

“What’s brought all this on?” I ask rubbing her back as she clings to me and cries softly.

“I miss him, you know?”

My heart breaks for her. “Then why don’t you talk to him? Aston is miserable too. I spoke to him tonight and if you’re both so cut up about the split then maybe you should rethink your decision?” She pulls back from me and glares.

“Maybe you should mind your own business and think about your own love life and stop interfering with mine.” She turns over and slides back into her bed pulling the covers up and seemingly ending our conversation.

I exhale slightly annoyed that she’s taking her grief out on me, but I understand she’s hurting so I let it go. I gently rub her arm and stand up making my way to my bed.

“I love you, Annie, and I hate seeing you this upset.”

She sniffs and rolls back to face me. “I know, I’m sorry. I just feel so lost,” she says and I look at her sympathetically.

“I know sis, but hopefully one day you’ll see clearly,” I say as I start to get undressed and change into my pyjamas.

“Ells,” she says and I look at her and nod.

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for being here for me, even when I’m a bitch,” she says and I pull my pyjama top over my head and smile.

“You’re always a bitch, but I love you anyway. Now get some sleep, we have a plane to catch tomorrow.”

She half smiles and turns back over getting comfortable under her blankets. I finish changing and slide under the sheets and into the warmth of the covers. I start to imagine what it would feel like to have someone under the covers with me. Having their skin on mine, touching their body, running my hands down their chiselled stomach toward their…

Stop! Ella don’t think like that!

I shake my head and try to rid the images from my mind as I close my eyes again and wander into a blissful sleep, dreaming of dancing and kissing under the moonlight.

 

***

 

Today we flew out to Dublin and I was totally bummed because Recoil has their own transport for this tour so I don’t get to spend any flight time with Danger, which also means airport time is taken away from us too. So on a day like today I haven’t seen him yet, and after last night where we had our intimate moment on the dance floor, then to have it ripped away from us by Dad, I’m feeling a little needy for some alone time with Danger. I don’t think I’ll actually get to see him until we carry out our sound check today at the 3Arena or maybe if we cross paths at the hotel, but that’s unlikely.

I spend the entire flight daydreaming about kissing Danger again and hoping like hell that tonight I get to follow through with my dream. My lips are aching for his and I feel like I need to be near him. It’s like my body is addicted or something. I don’t think my little obsession with him is healthy, but right now I don’t care, I just want him here with me.

We finally get to the 3Arena and I wander around the vast backstage area searching for any signs of Danger. The layout is different, so I’m trying not to get lost as I search aimlessly like a lost puppy. It’s like a magnet piece searching for its missing magnetic pull. I’m gravitating toward a section and I can see that there are green rooms coming into view when Ryan steps heavily down the hallway.

“Hey Ryan,” I say cheerily.

“Oh, hey Ella, how ya doing?”

“I’m great, just wondering, do you know where I can find Danger?” I ask trying not to sound undeniably as desperate as I know I am.

He smiles and nods tilting his head backward. “Yeah doll, he’s back in the green room sorting out the merchandise sales for tonight’s show.”

“Thanks,” I say and he smirks and walks off down the hall playing with his phone.

I smile widely and walk with a spring in my step toward Danger’s green room. I hope he’s alone so I can spend some time with him by myself for once. My heart is beating fast and my stomach is fluttering with butterflies as I approach the room, but I hear two voices. One is Danger’s and another a female I don’t know. I slow my pace and step in front of the green room door and look in smiling widely ready to surprise Danger, but it seems I’m the one who is surprised. Danger is standing very close next to the girl with his hand on her lower back and he’s talking to her in a flirty way.

“Thanks for this, it’ll be great. The shirt looks sexy on you, so I’m sure the fans will love them too,” he says and the girl giggles like a school girl. My mouth drops open wide as that knot in my stomach appears and I swallow hard while I watch him work the same magic he uses on me, on her. He weaves his charm on women and she’s eating it right up. I feel sick. I’ve been fantasising about this man since I met him, thinking he really liked me when really he’s like this with everyone? I’m such an idiot! I sniff as the emotion hits me and I’m not sure if I’m angrier at him or myself? I mean, I know we were never anything, but I’m angry anyway. Danger looks up, I notice the fear in his eyes and it’s enough to snap me out of my angry trance, so I turn and walk away. I hear Danger calling out my name, but I don’t stop. I’m too upset. I’m so stupid to think he could actually like a princess like me when he is obviously such a bad boy.

I keep walking as fast as I can to get away, but I hear running footsteps behind me and suddenly he’s pulling on my arm. I stop walking and turn around to look at him, crossing my arms over my chest to comfort myself.

“Hey, why are you storming off?” he asks and I raise an eyebrow and frown.

“You talk to all women that way? Make us all feel like we’re as sweet as sugar so you can get what you want, huh?”

“Ella, we’re not a couple. I can flirt with another woman, but I was only flirting with her so she would sell the hell out of our merchandise, not because I wanted her. You know that there’s only one woman I want on this tour and that’s you. I told you to save yourself for me, and I’m saving myself for you. When the time’s right, we’ll have our moment. Just everything has to fall into place first. I will get to taste you, sugar. I just have to work Colt first, so he’ll be okay with me defiling his little girl, you see where I’m coming from?”

“What makes you think I want to sleep with you anyway?” I ask with my hands on my hips. He chuckles and twirls a strand of my hair around his pointer finger.

“Because I can read you, sugar,” he says. Then trails his finger down my cheek, gently along my neck and down my collarbone, then along the seam of my dress on the edge of my breast. My breathing hitches up a notch as I watch his finger gently caress my body.

“I can read you like an open book, Ella. Your body is aching to be with me, I can tell by the way your breathing hitches every time I’m near. The way your face flushes bright pink, and the way your knees tremble so badly that I have to hold you up. You want me. I know you do, and by the end of this tour I will have you whether your daddy allows it or not. But then again what Daddy don’t know, won’t hurt him. Right, sugar?” he whispers inching closer and closer, leaning in and kissing my cheek then moving back to bite my earlobe seductively. I gasp as his hand reaches out to hold my waist when my knees buckle and yep, he holds me up.

“See you fall for me every time, sugar. Doesn’t matter if I flirt with other women because, at the end of the day, you’re the only one I want to be fucking hard up against a wall.”

I open my eyes wide and my hand shoots to my mouth while I freeze on the spot as he pulls back and smirks.

“I’ll leave you with that thought for now. Don’t get jealous about other women, sugar, I’m using them to get things I need. But with you, I’ll be getting what I want. You’re what I want Ella, not them.”

I swallow hard and all I can do is simply nod as he winks at me and then turns and walks off leaving me shocked against the wall. I’m left here holding myself up with a racing heart, a throbbing sensation between my legs that won’t subside, and an ache in my belly that’s telling me I need to be with Danger sooner rather than later. This man, this infuriating, intoxicating, incredible man is driving me insane, and I honestly have no idea how to handle him. I hate that he has this effect on me, but at the same time I love it. He is an enigma and somehow Danger is working his way into my soul, and I know one way or another he will work his way into my bed, whether I want him there or not. I don’t have the willpower to stay away from him, even if I wanted to.

His little display of dominance just then showed me I don’t have a hope in hell of surviving him. This is going to be one wild ride that’s for sure. I just hope I can hang on tight enough.