not the asshole. If you look at that story, I'm pretty sure they're giving me that title.” I pointed to the picture of us on stage. “Look... you tell me who's the bad guy in that picture. It sure as hell ain't you. I'll probably need extra security tonight to protect me from angry groupies.”
Colton laughed but the way he tugged at his long blond hair told me he was on the verge of his own freak out. “Look, this is your deal. I've already said my peace, you know what I want. Of course, this kinda changes things, doesn't it?”
“Why would it change anything?”
“Oh, I don't know...maybe because the very thing you worried about is happening now and we're not even a fucking couple. It's like I'm getting all of the bullshit that goes along with a relationship without the satisfaction.”
“What the hell does that mean?” I had a feeling I knew, but if Colton was going to throw shit around, he'd better be willing to say what he meant, not dance around it like a ballerina.
“Seriously, it doesn't matter who we hook up with. If it's anyone more than just a quick lay, there's always going to be some asshole taking pictures, twisting situations around to their benefit. Well, we have that right here. At least if we were in a relationship there'd be something other than sleeping going on in the bedroom.”
“Is that what this is about to you?” I was livid he was thinking about the sex he was missing out on.
“No, dammit. You know it's not.” Colton looked hurt. “You know I want the whole package. But let's be real, other than incredible sex, would anything really change between us if we were together that way?”
He was right. We had everything couples had. We really were the old married couple; we cared for one another, enjoyed each other's company, spent most of our time together, and slept in the same bed every night without anything happening. I shrugged because it was the only answer I could come up with.
“Okay, so why not end this silly ass game you're playing and say you'll give us a shot? Because you know I'm right, the sex would be epic. Mind blowing. We'll make the crew on the other bus blush.” I laughed at Colton wiggling his eyebrows and shook my head.
“You really think pretty highly of yourself, don't you?” I still hadn't answered him, mostly because it felt like the words didn't need to be said at that point. He was right, we'd been living as a couple and there was no way to shut up the gossip rags, especially when they were essentially telling the truth. The funny thing was they had no clue they were reporting accurate information for once in their miserable existence.
“I do. And you know I'm right.” Colton moved to my side of the table and wrapped his arms around me. “So, does that mean you're done fighting me about this?”
“You know, you really make me sound like a bitch when you put it that way.”
“No, I'm pretty sure you're the one who called yourself a psycho bitch after the last time I brought up the subject. I'm just asking if you're conceding.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “No, I'm not conceding. That makes it sounds like I'm defeated, and that somehow seems the opposite of how you should feel going into a new relationship.”
Colton practically jumped out of the bench seating pulling me with him. The next thing I knew, he was spinning me around in the aisle and his lips were crushing mine repeatedly. “Thank you,” he said without pulling his lips from mine.
The way we stood there with our faces smashed together, you'd think a tube of super glue was involved. “Jon's gonna be pissed,” I said. “He stopped me in the hall and told me about the article.”
“He'll be fine,” Colton assured me. “If anything, he'll be happy to hear I finally pulled the trigger.”
Jon's comment about Colton falling in love with me the first night he saw me echoed in my head and I laughed. “Yeah, but we'll never be able to fight. Shit, you should have seen the
Colton laughed but the way he tugged at his long blond hair told me he was on the verge of his own freak out. “Look, this is your deal. I've already said my peace, you know what I want. Of course, this kinda changes things, doesn't it?”
“Why would it change anything?”
“Oh, I don't know...maybe because the very thing you worried about is happening now and we're not even a fucking couple. It's like I'm getting all of the bullshit that goes along with a relationship without the satisfaction.”
“What the hell does that mean?” I had a feeling I knew, but if Colton was going to throw shit around, he'd better be willing to say what he meant, not dance around it like a ballerina.
“Seriously, it doesn't matter who we hook up with. If it's anyone more than just a quick lay, there's always going to be some asshole taking pictures, twisting situations around to their benefit. Well, we have that right here. At least if we were in a relationship there'd be something other than sleeping going on in the bedroom.”
“Is that what this is about to you?” I was livid he was thinking about the sex he was missing out on.
“No, dammit. You know it's not.” Colton looked hurt. “You know I want the whole package. But let's be real, other than incredible sex, would anything really change between us if we were together that way?”
He was right. We had everything couples had. We really were the old married couple; we cared for one another, enjoyed each other's company, spent most of our time together, and slept in the same bed every night without anything happening. I shrugged because it was the only answer I could come up with.
“Okay, so why not end this silly ass game you're playing and say you'll give us a shot? Because you know I'm right, the sex would be epic. Mind blowing. We'll make the crew on the other bus blush.” I laughed at Colton wiggling his eyebrows and shook my head.
“You really think pretty highly of yourself, don't you?” I still hadn't answered him, mostly because it felt like the words didn't need to be said at that point. He was right, we'd been living as a couple and there was no way to shut up the gossip rags, especially when they were essentially telling the truth. The funny thing was they had no clue they were reporting accurate information for once in their miserable existence.
“I do. And you know I'm right.” Colton moved to my side of the table and wrapped his arms around me. “So, does that mean you're done fighting me about this?”
“You know, you really make me sound like a bitch when you put it that way.”
“No, I'm pretty sure you're the one who called yourself a psycho bitch after the last time I brought up the subject. I'm just asking if you're conceding.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “No, I'm not conceding. That makes it sounds like I'm defeated, and that somehow seems the opposite of how you should feel going into a new relationship.”
Colton practically jumped out of the bench seating pulling me with him. The next thing I knew, he was spinning me around in the aisle and his lips were crushing mine repeatedly. “Thank you,” he said without pulling his lips from mine.
The way we stood there with our faces smashed together, you'd think a tube of super glue was involved. “Jon's gonna be pissed,” I said. “He stopped me in the hall and told me about the article.”
“He'll be fine,” Colton assured me. “If anything, he'll be happy to hear I finally pulled the trigger.”
Jon's comment about Colton falling in love with me the first night he saw me echoed in my head and I laughed. “Yeah, but we'll never be able to fight. Shit, you should have seen the
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