More Than Famous (Famous #2) (4 page)

"Um, actually, Martin, I'm going with Brooklyn. Please don't ask any questions, it's personal."

Brook's head came up and Martin shot a look to see what she wanted.  Brook bit her lip, and nodded as she looked at the ground. 

"Okay.  Can we meet for dinner later, then?" Martin's eyes narrowed as he watched the pair of us. “Discuss the itinerary for the rest of the tour?”

"Um, sure, maybe. Whatever Brook wants to do is fine with me," I said softly as I put my arm around her waist to lead her out to the car. I felt her body tremble as we whisked past the curb and I held the door as she entered ahead of me.

Once the car started to move, I reached for her hand and she drew it away from me.  My heart stopped. What did this mean?

"Brook, I don't know what happened in the car with David, but I'm here now.  Do you want to talk about it?"

She completely disregarded what I said.

"Cade, what was that answer in there?" Her eyes filled with tears and my heart started to ache within my chest. 

"What?  I don't understand.  Which answer?" My voice was low, so the driver couldn't hear my words.

"The one about being with one person and that's it!  Were you trying to tell me you thought I was two-timing you with David?"

My eyes widened at her words.  I never dreamed she'd interpret it that way, but given all that had happened earlier, I should have considered it.  Fuck, I still didn't even know what had happened. Her lips were trembling and her brow crinkled as the tears threatened to overflow.

I took her by the shoulders and turned her to me.  "No, love.  I said the words because I meant them.  You are the one person,
my
one person.  I wasn't accusing you of anything... "  She let out a sigh and melted into my arms as the tears fell from her eyes.

"I'm so sorry if I'm being a bitch, Cade. This trip has just been awful, but it isn't your fault.   I've missed you so much."

I pulled her across my lap and wrapped my arms around her, and she leaned into me.

 
Jesus, she felt so good.

It had been too long since I'd held her last. I turned my face into the hair at her neck and breathed her in.  I wanted to kiss her so badly, but knew that would be too much in front of these drivers.

"I've missed you, too.  I couldn't wait to get back to you. I love you," I whispered near her ear and she nodded.

Her fingers curled into my arm, clutching the fabric of my suit jacket. "Me, too."

"Do you want to tell me what happened with David?" 

She sniffed against me and slid her arm up around my neck as I traced circles on her back to soothe her.

"Maybe we should wait until we get up to our rooms?" she suggested.

I nodded against her head that was tucked under my chin.  I was anxious to know what the hell was going on, but I realized the logic behind her words. I settled back in the seat and held her the rest of the way without talking.

I FELT BETTER
with Cade's arms around me.  As always, he was what I needed to get some perspective on things. Our handlers had gotten us checked in and handed us our room keys as we stepped out of the car and made our way into the hotel.  Still more screaming fans and we had to stop and autograph a number of pictures and some of the books.

Cade was more in demand than me, so I went in a little ahead of him and made my way up to my suite. It was nice and furnished with cherry wood furniture with plush cushions on the sofa in dark navy blue and ivory stripes.  The bed was large and covered in a huge white duvet.  I yearned to sink into it.

Martin was going to be disappointed about dinner.  I didn't know how he did it, but he was like the Energizer Bunny.  He never fucking got tired.  Personally, I was exhausted. The time difference wiped me out in combination with the tears and the anxiety I felt. 

My eyes were so tired.  Crying always did make me sleepy and my eyelids felt like they were lined with sand paper.

There was a large whirlpool bathtub encased in beautiful Italian marble. I looked at it longingly as I took off my jacket and high black heels.  Knowing the fan girls, Cade wouldn't get up here for several minutes, so I decided to take a swim in the tub.

Sadness engulfed my heart as I thought back on my fight with David.  I really did care about him and it hurt me that he was in pain.  I wasn't sure if Cade was going to understand my feelings, and his reaction worried me.  I didn't want to hurt him either.  I hated that I'd hurt either one of them. But Cade... he was my priority, and I needed to make sure he knew that.

I could read him so well. He watched David exit and then glanced back at my face.  He knew I was in turmoil and probably due to something that happened with David. Still, he reached out and pulled me to his side, wrapping his arm around me, no questions asked.  Well, other than if I was okay. He was so beautiful, and good.

I turned the lights out and lit one of the candles on the bathroom counter, before going to the tub to start the water. The sound of the water falling into the tub was soothing to my nerves and I found one of those little hotel shampoos and dumped it in the tub to make bubbles. I smiled to myself.  My mother would admonish me for not using some expensive moisturizing bath salts. 
Whatever. I wasn’t that finicky.

I pulled the dress over my head and let it fall the floor, the gauzy material splaying all over the tile.  I didn't care if I ever wore the damn thing again anyway. Ruth would have my hide if I ever wore it twice anyway.

As I stepped into the tub, the hot water made me gasp as I eased down into it slowly.   My body was strangely aching and I hoped the heat would ease the muscles and relax me.  I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I let the sensations seep into me.  It felt so wonderful.

I wasn't sure how long I lay like that before I heard the card in the door and then someone walk into the room.  I smiled thinking of finally being alone with him.

I kept my eyes closed but raised my arm so Cade could take my hand.  Mmmm... He brought my fingers to his lips, then brushed them back and forth a couple of times.

"You better be who I think you are," I said softly.

He didn't say anything, but came down on his haunches behind the back of the tub and his warm mouth found the chord in my neck; his hand coming up to cup my opposite cheek, his fingers like warm velvet on my skin. Chills ran through me at the touch of his lips on my skin, his husky scent surrounding me. It was heavenly.

"Mmmmm. You taste so delicious." That sexy voice could make any woman drop her panties, and his thumb brushed across my lower lip.  He kissed the corner of my mouth and then moved his lips over mine in a deep searching kiss.  I loved the way he tasted, too.

I sighed in contentment. "I've missed you so much.  Did you have a good time in London?" My eyes opened to stare into his blue depths only inches from my face.  He was so close I could feel his breath.

"Brook, there is plenty of time to tell you all of that.  Tell me about
tonight
." His eyes were serious as he looked at me. I would never get enough of looking at his face as my hand came up to cover his.

"Why don't you jump in here with me?" My eyes danced into his.  He smirked and placed another small kiss on my lips.

"I thought you‘d never ask, my love." He stood and started stripping off his clothes. I was mesmerized watching him shed each and every piece before he was standing naked before me. I felt like I was starving; I couldn't stop looking at him in the glow of the candlelight.

I moved up a little as he stepped in behind me and sat down.  He pulled me back against his chest, his legs on the outside of mine as we both leaned back and slid deeper into the tub.

"This is my idea of paradise," he murmured in my ear as his hands started to roam over my flesh beneath the water, my skin slippery from the shampoo in the water.  He kissed the side of my neck and continued the loving touches all over my skin.  I felt the stirrings of desire deep within me and arched my neck back into him as I let out a soft moan.

"Tell me what happened, Brook." His voice was low and sexy, but insistent.

I sighed.  I didn't want to ruin the moment, but knew I had to tell him.  We'd promised never to have any secrets between us, and I wasn't going back on that.

"Well... David was distant the whole plane ride over here and stupidly, I asked him what was wrong."  I paused, but Cade didn't say anything, just kept running his hands up and down my arms, gently soothing me as he waited for me to continue. “I should have just left him be. He told me he didn't want to pretend he and I were together any more, and wanted me to come back to him for real."

I felt Cade's sharp intake of breath as he tensed.  "Hey you. You're the one here with me right now.  No tensing up necessary.  I love
you
." I turned my head and placed an open mouth kiss at the base of his neck and sucked on the skin as I raised my mouth away.

"I know. It's just... I can't help being a little agitated. I'm jealous of every minute he spends with you that I can't." His arms tightened around my torso after sliding over my stomach, and mine slid over them.

"There's more," he stated matter-of-factly.

"There is?" I cringed as I hoped he'd let it lie.  I didn't want to tell him about David's trying to kiss me, and what came after.

"Brook, this is me.  I hope I know you better than anyone, so you can't ask me to believe you were that upset over a simple statement like that."

He was right, of course.

"Yeah, there was more, but it's really irrelevant. I don't want to ruin our time together tonight, okay?" Cade didn't say anything, which meant he wasn't going to let me get away this easy.

"Okay, the gist of it is that I told him point blank that I'm in love with you, and that he and I will never get back together."  I took a deep breath as Cade's arms tightened around me again.

"That’s when he threatened to tell the press that you and I are together.  I yelled at him and told him to go ahead and that I wanted him as far away from me as possible. And he left.  End of story."

I closed my eyes hoping Cade would believe me and let it be.  His hands paused on my body for a few seconds and I knew he was fighting with the fact that there might be more.

"This feels so good to be with you... all I want to think about is your hands on my body." My voice was low and sultry and I knew he was as aroused as I was.  I could feel the evidence of it behind me, pressing on my lower back.  I wrapped my arms around his knees and pulled myself tighter against him, making him groan.

One hand moved to my breast and the other slid lower across my stomach to reach between my legs, his fingers seeking and parting the flesh.

"Oh, God... " I arched my body into him.

"I'll always give you everything you want, love.  You know that, right?"  His lips burned a trail of kisses down my neck and onto my shoulder and his fingers teased my body to life.

"I'm counting on it," my mouth opened as I gasped.  "I love the way you touch me."

His hand became more urgent as he rubbed little circles on the sensitive flesh between my legs, pulling and tweaking my right nipple with his other hand.  I could feel my body start to writhe and tighten under his skilled touches.

"Brook, come on, honey.  So many nights when I'm away from you, I dream about you like this.  I want to see it. I want to hear you come.  I need it, love."

"Jesus, Cade. I love you." I leaned back against him as he continued to play my body like an instrument.  I wanted to touch him, but the only place I could reach were his legs and up around his shoulders to the back of his head as I tried to arch up to kiss him.

His mouth closed over mine in a hot kiss; his tongue dove into my mouth the way his fingers found their way into my body, his other hand following the same path to take up rubbing where his other left off.

"Uhhh... mmmm... Cade.  Oh, God. I'm close."  I panted his name over and over.

"That's right my love.  I'm doing this to you.  You're mine, babe.  I love you, so much." I felt my body clench and pulse around his fingers as I came, my body convulsing and twitching as the spasms washed over me.  I was breathing hard as Cade's hands lightened their pressure, slowing their movement, and then sliding them up my body around my ribs to cup my breasts.

His face buried in my neck, he kissed me and told me over and over how much he loved me. 

As my breathing slowed back down, I turned in his arms and took his mouth with mine.  I was starving for his kisses and I wanted his tongue in my mouth, as I fisted my hands in his hair to bring him closer, deeper.  We kissed over and over again, wanting more and more of each other. 

God, I loved this man so much.  I couldn't even breathe without him.

He pulled his mouth from mine to suck on my lower lip and I felt his hot breath fan out on my face. "I want you, Brook.  I want you, now. Right now."  His sexy voice filled me with new rush of desire, as his arms slid around my body and he went to lift me up on to his lap so we could make love.  He was flushed and urgent, almost frantic in his movements.