worried about something.”
“What?” he says sweetly.
“I’m worried that… that you think I’m… oh, how the hell do I put this?” I step out of his hold. “I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to take over the band.”
He scowls at me. “Explain, please?”
“I’m afraid that with all this hype surrounding our little ‘Your Eyes’ stunt and then coming up with ‘To Be Free’ that you think I’m trying to join the band or take it over, or be a part of everything you guys do going forward. I’m afraid that…oh hell, I’m afraid that you think using me, or having me sing with you, is the reason for the sudden rush of fame and fortune or that I’m using you to make a career and a name for myself.”
He doesn’t say anything for a heartbeat and it scares me. “Sweet heavens, no. Addison, I, shit, I would never use you for my career. If my career died tomorrow, it would be okay. I would be okay. As far as you making a name for yourself, I brought you on that stage in Phoenix, you never asked, you never expressed any interest in singing with me. Your reluctance to sing publicly tells me that. I’ve never thought that and I pray to god I never gave you that impression because if I did, it was not meant that way.” He steps closer to me, grabbing my upper arms in his hands, staring down at me. “I love singing with you. I love playing for you, and I love writing songs for you, but if you told me no, you wouldn’t sing with me, I’d be sad because a gift as beautiful as yours needs to be shared with the world. But I wouldn’t be mad or hold it against you. If you told me you wanted off of the tour completely, to go back to LA, to walk away from it, Jesus, you’d break my fucking heart, but I’d let you. Addison, everything you’re doing is your choice. I never intended to hold you to that pre-orgasm promise I made you give me. Hell no, some people are not cut out for this lifestyle, but you, they broke the mold with you, angel, because you’re one of a kind.”
Tears streak down my cheeks at his declaration. He didn’t have to say the words, but the raw emotion is there in his voice. “You make me better. You make me believe in myself, you make me everything I’ve ever wanted to be and to feel.” He continues and more tears flow. I feel Kyle come up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pressing me to him. Talon’s thumbs stroke my cheeks, wiping away my tears. “You and Kyle, you’re my everything. If I have you two, then I don’t need this,” he breathes as his lips land on mine in a soft, heartfelt kiss that leaves me breathless.
I take his head in my hands, holding him to me, feeling his beard beneath my fingers, the softness of his skin and the depth of emotion in his eyes. He pulls back, kisses my forehead and then he releases one arm to take Kyle’s face in his hand. “I mean it,” he says to Kyle who squeezes his arms tighter around me.
“I know you do,” Kyle says with a whisper.
The words are never exchanged. They don’t have to be said. It’s implied behind his words and emotion, I can feel it in Kyle’s embrace and in the bond the three of us share together. It’s been barely a week, and everything in my life has shifted and flipped and turned right side up. I never knew it was all so upside down until these two walked into my life.
When I think about all the times I was hit on, all the times I brushed them off like they were nothing, it makes me wonder now if it was because I knew that something bigger and better was coming for me. Though in my wildest dreams, I never imagined it would be in the form of these two men.
Over the course of the next few hours, everything falls back to normal. The sound check went awesome and being on stage was a comfort I wasn’t expecting. I didn’t realize how comfortable I’d gotten with the idea until I was back on stage, front and center. I know the next time I’m up there
“What?” he says sweetly.
“I’m worried that… that you think I’m… oh, how the hell do I put this?” I step out of his hold. “I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to take over the band.”
He scowls at me. “Explain, please?”
“I’m afraid that with all this hype surrounding our little ‘Your Eyes’ stunt and then coming up with ‘To Be Free’ that you think I’m trying to join the band or take it over, or be a part of everything you guys do going forward. I’m afraid that…oh hell, I’m afraid that you think using me, or having me sing with you, is the reason for the sudden rush of fame and fortune or that I’m using you to make a career and a name for myself.”
He doesn’t say anything for a heartbeat and it scares me. “Sweet heavens, no. Addison, I, shit, I would never use you for my career. If my career died tomorrow, it would be okay. I would be okay. As far as you making a name for yourself, I brought you on that stage in Phoenix, you never asked, you never expressed any interest in singing with me. Your reluctance to sing publicly tells me that. I’ve never thought that and I pray to god I never gave you that impression because if I did, it was not meant that way.” He steps closer to me, grabbing my upper arms in his hands, staring down at me. “I love singing with you. I love playing for you, and I love writing songs for you, but if you told me no, you wouldn’t sing with me, I’d be sad because a gift as beautiful as yours needs to be shared with the world. But I wouldn’t be mad or hold it against you. If you told me you wanted off of the tour completely, to go back to LA, to walk away from it, Jesus, you’d break my fucking heart, but I’d let you. Addison, everything you’re doing is your choice. I never intended to hold you to that pre-orgasm promise I made you give me. Hell no, some people are not cut out for this lifestyle, but you, they broke the mold with you, angel, because you’re one of a kind.”
Tears streak down my cheeks at his declaration. He didn’t have to say the words, but the raw emotion is there in his voice. “You make me better. You make me believe in myself, you make me everything I’ve ever wanted to be and to feel.” He continues and more tears flow. I feel Kyle come up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pressing me to him. Talon’s thumbs stroke my cheeks, wiping away my tears. “You and Kyle, you’re my everything. If I have you two, then I don’t need this,” he breathes as his lips land on mine in a soft, heartfelt kiss that leaves me breathless.
I take his head in my hands, holding him to me, feeling his beard beneath my fingers, the softness of his skin and the depth of emotion in his eyes. He pulls back, kisses my forehead and then he releases one arm to take Kyle’s face in his hand. “I mean it,” he says to Kyle who squeezes his arms tighter around me.
“I know you do,” Kyle says with a whisper.
The words are never exchanged. They don’t have to be said. It’s implied behind his words and emotion, I can feel it in Kyle’s embrace and in the bond the three of us share together. It’s been barely a week, and everything in my life has shifted and flipped and turned right side up. I never knew it was all so upside down until these two walked into my life.
When I think about all the times I was hit on, all the times I brushed them off like they were nothing, it makes me wonder now if it was because I knew that something bigger and better was coming for me. Though in my wildest dreams, I never imagined it would be in the form of these two men.
Over the course of the next few hours, everything falls back to normal. The sound check went awesome and being on stage was a comfort I wasn’t expecting. I didn’t realize how comfortable I’d gotten with the idea until I was back on stage, front and center. I know the next time I’m up there
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