Buried Notes (Brothers of Rock #4) by Karolyn James, K James Page B

listening
to his heart race too. That was another thing. She never met someone whose
heart raced like Chris’s did. She always thought that rockstars were cool and
confident. Becky couldn’t imagine that she could make a man’s heart race.
    But she did.
    “What a night,” Chris said as his
fingers ran through Becky’s hair.
    Her body shivered with need and
excitement.
    “I know,” Becky said. “I think we
got married.”
    “Yeah, I’m starting to remember
that too.”
    “You fall in love too fast, you
know that?”
    “I do?” Chris asked and laughed.
“You’re the one who stalked me to Vegas.”
    Becky picked her head up. “Stalked?
You invited me. And my friend is getting married.”
    “All I hear is I’m going to stalk Chris and marry
him ...”
    “Yeah? Well, not to kill the moment
here, but what’s the plan?”
    “What plan?”
    Becky held her left hand up. “We’re
married, Chris. For real.”
    Chris sighed. “Yeah. I guess we
are. For real.”
    They stared at each other, reality
creeping its way in by the second. The reality of their own personal lives. The
reality of the night before. The reality taking away the fantasy.
    Becky hated reality.
    “I need to figure this out,” Chris
said.
    Becky moved from Chris and pulled
the covers over her breasts. She suddenly felt cold and on the verge of being
alone.
    “What’s wrong?” Chris asked.
    “I don’t know,” Becky said. “I hate
this right now.”
    “Me too,” Chris said. “I meant
everything I said last night. I want you to know that.”
    “Except your wedding vows,” Becky
said.
    “Becky...”
    “I hate being called that.”
    “That’s why I’m going to call you
that for the rest of your life.”
    “The rest of my life? What world do
you live in? We can’t... this won’t work.”
    “You want to divorce me?” Chris
asked, smiling. “We haven’t been married twelve hours yet.”
    “You’re a tabloids dream then,
huh?”
    Chris’s face dropped. Becky felt
her face flush.
    Shit.
    She didn’t mean anything by that
comment, but it obviously hit home for Chris. As he started to stare off into
space, Becky bit her lip.
    “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t
mean to say that.”
    “No, it’s fine,” Chris said. “It’s
true, right?”
    “What’s true?”
    “Everything. This is... this is
kind of a nightmare, in a way.”
    “Sorry I’m a nightmare.”
    “Not you,” Chris said. “Becky,
you’re beautiful. But... I mean, what do we do?”
    “I don’t know,” Becky said. “No
offense, but I’m not the celebrity.”
    “Celebrity?”
    “Chris, they hurried us through the
back door to get up here,” Becky said. “Security had us on an elevator alone
and made sure we wouldn’t be bothered.”
    “Yeah, you’re right. Damn.”
    Chris sat up. The sheets fell down
to his legs. From Becky’s angle she could see his muscles everywhere. It
certainly wasn’t the right time to get turned on but Becky couldn’t help what
her body wanted.
    She touched Chris’s shoulder and
said, “Sorry. I don’t know what to do right now, Chris.”
    “You have to go back to Texas,
right?”
    “I don’t have to do anything,”
Becky said. “But I’m not going to get in the way of your career or your tour.”
    Chris looked at Becky. He opened
his mouth and Becky knew that if he dared to say anything it would be a
complete lie.
    “Don’t say anything stupid,” Becky
said. “You’re a rockstar. You’re meant to be on the road. On stage. Enjoying
the life before it all ends.”
    “You sound like Johnnie now,” Chris
said.
    “I’m just being honest.”
    “Okay,” Chris said. He rubbed his
face with his hands. “First things first. We need to eat. We need coffee and
food. Then I’m going to get you out of here without being seen. I want you to
go to your hotel and wait for me, okay?”
    “What are you going to do? End
this?”
    Becky couldn’t believe the way her
heart suddenly felt when she asked that. It