Straight from the Heart by Breigh Forstner Page B

chance to see it last year when we were here.”
Raptor moaned, lying flat against his stomach on the floor. Luke
kicked his side and he stood right up, clutching his rib in pain.
“The fuck? I’m still tired.”
    “Well don’t have sex with random strangers
and maybe you’d sleep,” Cale remarked, feeling pretty proud. The
guys started laughing, and I gave him a strange look. “Don’t laugh,
Rap. I know you messed around with more than one of those girls.
Wasn’t the groupie, was it?”
    “I can have ‘relations’ with whomever I so
choose, Mr. Boss Man.” Raptor air quoted ‘relations,’ deflecting
the attention from him to Cale. “And don’t tell me you didn’t have
some fun either, Pelton. You seemed pretty amused by that stripper
giving you a show and what’s his face from that other band. I don’t
remember his fucking name.”
    So he was caught. I knew Cale had to drop
his so-called perfect act at some point. I had a feeling someone
like him would’ve been the biggest ladies’ man of them all. That
tended to happen when the lead singer of a band was flawless and
had a cocky attitude that draws hundreds of women to him on a near
daily basis. That was exactly why I needed to stay away. Damon was
the exact same type, but something inside me told me he was really
being genuine and wanted to get to know me better. At the same time
I had to remember I couldn’t be too trustworthy either. With what
happened with Ethan, I wasn’t fully ready to give someone my trust
yet, let alone heart.
    “Ooooo you loved it alright.” Vince reminded
Cale. “She was trying to take you into the bathroom and…”
    “And what?” I asked Vince, amused by the
situation and how Cale hated being put in the spotlight.
    “She was trying to give him a private
one-on-one tease show in the bathroom, more like ‘come here and
fuck me.’” Luke started cracking up, and I couldn’t help but smile.
Cale shifted uncomfortably in the chair next to me, slouching
down. 
    He glanced over at me, giving me an
apologetic look. “You weren’t supposed to hear that, B. Believe me,
and I’ve already tried to forget it.”
    “Don’t worry about it. I think it’s quite
amusing actually.” I admitted. “But I really think we should go see
that tower. Get away for a bit before the show.” Everyone else
agreed reluctantly.
    So I fixed my hair and threw it into a
sloppy ponytail while the rest of the guys went back to their room
to clean up.
    It was the nicest afternoon I’d had with the
guys so far since knowing them. Not once after leaving did we talk
about the show, but instead talked about how amazing the view was
from atop of the Sears Tower. I had grown over the past few weeks
to consider these boys my brothers. Except whenever I caught a
glimpse of those amber colored eyes, I felt different. Maybe it was
the way he would sneak glances when he thought I wasn’t paying
attention. It gave me butterflies and a sense of uneasiness all in
one combination.
    When we got back to the hotel Hal was
waiting for us with the tour bus loaded and our suitcases already
packed. We were playing at the United Center, and as the bus pulled
up to the other tour buses in the lot, all of us were getting
pumped up. After unloading everything and moving our equipment
backstage, Cale had drinks poured and waiting for us in the
dressing room. For the show, I opted for red jeggings and an off
the shoulder Aerosmith t-shirt that was tattered up at the bottom.
It showed off skin at the edge of my stomach, which I was getting
more comfortable with since I tried to work out with the guys as
much as I could. I styled my hair so I was channeling the 80’s hair
bands, combing my hair into a huge poof and tying in a black bow to
top it off. If only my parents could see me wearing this. It would
be a field day!
    When I stepped out from behind the small
curtain that the guys built for me to use when I changed my
clothes, I felt all eyes on me. Lucy was in the