It didn't matter what anyone thought. I'd kiss Chuck if I wanted to. Something burned in me, and I threw my arms around his neck to kiss him back, hard and willing. His tall, muscular body felt great.
Jason stepped up close to us. "You're here for a reason, Chuck, and it's not about Annalisa. Focus!" He pointed to one of the reporters and moderated a question. To my surprise, I was still the most interesting person in the room. They wanted to know where I stood with the band, how I liked the bus, and what I thought of the fans. I gave brief, evasive answers to avoid any controversy.
Chuck stood there tapping his foot. Finally past his ability to endure being ignored, he cut in after one of my answers and took my hand. "We're done here. Let's go." Feeling proud of myself and too charged up to resist, I let him lead me to the bus, our arms around each other, stumbling and laughing.
On the bus, he took my hands and walked backward down the aisle, pulling me along with a huge smile. I followed along happily. Gabe narrowed his eyes as we walked past. "Want any more to join the party?"
"Yes," Chuck said at the same time that I said, "No." We stopped and stared at each other. "It's better with more girls." His eyes flashed a few times in an attempt to convince me.
Disappointed, I shook my head and groaned. We continued to stare at each other, at an impasse by the living room table.
He really wanted to invite other women, but I simply couldn't go there. Sex with the handsome lead-singer of the Fiery Boys? Sure. Sex with some strange, unfriendly woman? No.
But Chuck wasn't yielding, so I had to think about this a little harder. Was I being too proud to share this man, this buff rock god who wrote my favorite song and had a voice that could shred my soul? So what if another groupie joined the fun? Would that be so terrible?
I already knew that Kira and Jo would do a three-way with Chuck. And they'd tell stories about it for years. So if I was willing to encourage my friends' wild sex parties, why wasn't I allowing Chuck to throw one for me? Dazed and already lightly aroused from Chuck's kisses, I caved in and decided I could handle it.
I said "Okay, yes," at exactly the same time that he said, "Okay, no." We grinned at each other.
"So can we get two more girls?"
I shrugged and exhaled my discomfort. "Oh, all right."