I immediately looked away. Oh God, this was so embarrassing . . . and hot. Looking back, I smirked and told him, “Yeah, you’ll probably be completely drained.” I couldn’t believe I said it with a straight face. Kellan either. He looked away, his lips twitching.
Just as he composed himself, we arrived at the rear entrance to the theater where the guys were playing tonight. Before Kellan opened his door, he told me, “I hope I have the stamina to plow through it.”
Following after him as he exited the car, I tossed out, “I’m sure you’ll reach your climax.”
All of the guys were staring when I got of the car. Matt and Evan looked surprised by what I’d just said; Griffin looked a little turned on. Kellan was barely containing his amusement. Feeling red-hot, I locked eyes with Kellan. “That wasn’t subtle enough, was it?”
He shook his head, then fell apart as he started laughing hysterically. I covered my eyes with my hands. God. Guess I’m still an idiot. When I heard Matt and Evan start chuckling, I peeked through my fingers. They were giving me such affectionate smiles that I couldn’t help but start laughing too.
Everyone walked into the theater in a really good mood. Especially Griffin, who was a few steps behind us, simulating thrusting while he was walking. When he started getting left behind the group, he moaned out, “Wait for me, I’m coming.” I bit my cheek and made a mental note to leave the provocative talk for times when Kellan and I were alone, or at least, nowhere near Griffin.
As Matt and Evan headed over to help out with setting up the show, Kellan stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Where shall we go?” he asked as he bent down and nuzzled my neck.
I glanced around the room already buzzing with fans and rock stars. There really wasn’t any privacy here; even the bathrooms were constantly opening and closing as people used them. Looking over my shoulder, I asked him, “Were you serious about that bet?”
Kellan spun me in his arms. A couple of fans stopped and stared at him; they obviously wanted a turn being held by Sienna’s flirty boyfriend. “Was I serious about the sex? Always.” Leaning down, he whispered in my ear, “And I’m pretty sure I have a favor to return.” His lips brushed against my ear as he said it, and a jolt of electricity shot down my spine. I could feel the heat retuning to my body, but it had nothing to do with embarrassment this time.
Grabbing my hand, Kellan started pulling me through the throngs. I had no idea where he was taking me. Storage closet, maybe? People we passed by murmured that Kellan sure was friendly with his fans, but they said it in an excited way. I even overheard one girl saying, “I hear Sienna’s really cool about his flirting, so maybe we’ll get to cuddle next!”
I almost couldn’t believe how dense some people were, but it really wasn’t their fault. They didn’t know him, they didn’t know me. They only had money-hungry gossip magazines to believe. It really made me wonder what celebrity stories I’d firmly bought into that had actually been complete crap.
Kellan was making a beeline for a hallway. He had to stop and sign something every five steps, but he always resumed his path when he was finished. His determination made me giggle. “Shouldn’t you be helping set up the show, rock star?” There weren’t a lot of roadies on the tour, so all the guys helped out with setup and teardown. Kellan was being a slacker by slipping away with me.
Kellan smirked at me over his shoulder. “When I can concentrate properly, I’ll—”
His comment was cutoff when Justin bumped into him. Eyes glued to his cell phone, Justin had been walking on a perpendicular path to us and hadn’t noticed Kellan in time to avoid him. Justin looked up when he was jostled, and the small smile on his face turned sheepish. “Oh, hey, sorry, wasn’t watching where I was going.” He flashed his phone at us, and I noticed Kate’s picture in the corner. I wasn’t too shocked to see it there; last time I’d spoken with her, she’d told me that Justin texted her every couple of days. She always giggled after she mentioned his name. It made me happy that Justin and Kate were frequently talking; he was a good guy, and she was a sweetheart.
I smiled at him while Kellan said, “No problem, we were just . . . running an errand.”
Justin scrunched his forehead together like he was trying to figure out just what errand we could possibly be running backstage. I had the sudden urge to pinch Kellan again. He was usually much better at making up stories.
Kellan clapped Justin’s shoulder, then started to move around him. Justin let us walk by, then called out, “Hey, I just wanted to let you know, I totally understand, and there’s no hard feelings. We’re cool, dude.”
Kellan stopped in his tracks and looked back at Justin. “What are you talking about?”
Justin took a step toward us. “You leaving the tour. I just wanted you to know that I get it. You guys are bigger than this. Even I’ll admit that.”