Stereo (21 page)

Screams from the fans that were waiting outside of the arena pierced her ears, and as she was led into the open door of the van and out of sight, she couldn’t believe that this was her life.

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The White Keys’ private jet to Sydney had just taken-off, L.A. bound, and Shaun couldn’t sleep.  Mostly because she was sitting in an economy plus seat while the rest of the band and crew got the limited lie-flat seats in first class.  Every time she managed to fall into a slumber, her head would tilt a little too far forward and shock her awake.  She groaned when it happened for the tenth time.  This was going to be a long flight.

As she opened her frustrated eyes and caught sight of a pair of black chucks standing next to her seat, her gaze travelled up to Adam.  She’d already known it was him by the stupid skinny jeans he had on.  His face looked as tired as she felt, but she was still happy to see him.  She always was.  He looked fantastic.  Was she dreaming?

“Hey,” he said, softly.  “Come on.  Come lay down with me.”

“It’s okay,” Shaun said.

“No it isn’t.  You’re uncomfortable and you’re not sleeping.  I’ve been watching you.”

“That’s creepy,” she joked.

“Come lay with me.  I won’t touch you, I promise.”

Shaun didn’t have the energy to argue. “I must be the worst girlfriend ever.  Sharing a tiny airplane seat with my boyfriend and he can’t even touch me.”

Adam let her step in front of him in the isle and followed her back up to first class where his lie-flat seat was all made up with pillows and blankets.  It looked like heaven to Shaun.  She was sure that she saw a white light glowing around it.

“Lay down,” he demanded.

Without another word, Shaun climbed into the seat and scooted over to the farthest corner.  It was cool and quiet, with walls surrounding the seat to give them extra privacy.  “I’ve never been in first class before,” she said, tucking her feet under the blankets and holding them up so Adam could crawl in behind her.  “There’s no way we’re not going to touch each other in this tiny ass seat.”

“All part of my master plan,” he said, lying down and draping the blanket around them.  The moment he felt the curve of her ass pressing against him, he knew that inviting her up here might have been a mistake.  He’d just felt so bad seeing her struggling to sleep in that economy seat in the back.  Why did the roadies get a lie-flat seat and not Shaun?  He knew if she didn’t sleep he wouldn’t either, and he was tired. “Go to sleep, Shaun.”

“Mmmkay.”  She didn’t have the energy to argue, and the second she closed her eyes she was out cold.

The last thing she remembered was the feeling of Adam’s strong arm curling around her from behind. She didn’t wake up until they were landing in L.A.

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Adam and Shaun were among the last of the crew to get off of the plane, both ecstatic to be back home.

Having broken away from their pack, they walked alone together towards the elevator.

Adam inched closer to her until he could take her hand.  His fingers interlocked with hers and he whispered, “cameras,” when she looked at him quizzically.

Shaun didn’t see any cameras, but she kept her mouth shut as they approached the elevator that would take them to baggage claim and ground transportation.

“Thanks for letting me sleep with you.  That’s a pretty long flight to be awake the entire time.”

“You don’t have to thank me.”

“That was a pretty bold move you made back in Sydney.  Kissing me in front of all those people.”  Shaun waited for Adam to look at her, noticing for the first time that he wasn’t wearing his signature Ray Bans.  He had beautiful eyes, a green that she’d never seen before, and there was something behind them at that moment that made them extra beautiful to her.

“It just felt right.  The moment was right and there you were…”

“And thousands of cameras.”

Adam hadn’t done it for the cameras, but he wasn’t ready to let her know that just yet.  “Yeah, perfect right?”

“Uh, yeah!”  Shaun beamed, letting him pull her into the elevator once it opened.  He pressed the button for the bottom level and she continued.  “And that song… holy crap I loved it.”

A smile lit up his face.  “Yeah?”

“Yeah!”  She cried, again, as if he was on a roll with asking her the most stupid, obvious questions.  “And your fans loved it, too. It was amazing.  I have no idea why you think you’re having writer’s block.  Let me tell you, you’re not.”

“I wrote that while I was in Sydney.  It’s the first decent thing I’ve written in a long time.”

Shaun stared at him for a long while, still gripping his hand.  “Oh… well… It was great.  And there better be a lot more.”

“I’m sure there will be.”

“Janelle should be happy with that kiss, too.”

He chuckled.  “It was pretty good.”  He took a long moment and a deep breath before continuing, “We should try it again.  You know… really fine tune it.”

“Now?”

“Yeah, right now.”

“No one’s here… what’s the point if there’s no one around to catch it?”

Adam glanced up at the ceiling of the elevator and a playful smirk crossed his face as he pointed towards the ceiling.

Following his finger, Shaun caught sight of a camera in the highest corner of the elevator and threw her head back in amusement.

Adam put on his best newscaster voice, “Adam and Shaun really
can’t
keep their hands off each other.  The two lovebirds were caught here… kissing in a public elevator.  Raunchy.”

“It really would make for a great story, but I doubt that camera is even on right now.”

“But what if it was?” Adam asked, inching closer to her.

Shaun put her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. “Then I guess we’d take the entertainment media by storm.”

“So what’s stopping us?” he whispered.

“I don’t know.”

“I’m down.”

Shaun’s body rumbled with the same warm waves that had hit her the night before.  “Okay… we do need our practice.”

“Just practice.  And free publicity.”

“We better be fast then.”  Shaun’s eyes flew towards the numbers on the elevator that was quickly descending.

Without looking away from her, Adam fingered the elevator panel and smiled at her as he pulled out the red “emergency stop” toggle.

Shaun’s eyes widened when the elevator jolted to a stop.  “Adam!”

“Come here.” He reached out and tucked a finger into her belt loop, pulling her until her hips knocked gently against his.

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

Without a word, Adam reached up and took her bag off her shoulder.  He let it fall from his hands onto the floor before placing one hand on her hip and the other behind her neck.  He squeezed at the small patch of skin that was peeking through her jeans and crop top.  The top had been a gift from the designer and Shaun had been hesitant to wear it at first. 

“You look beautiful,” he whispered, leaning closer.  He wanted nothing more than to taste her, again, but he stopped just inches away from her lips.

Shaun took his waist in her hands when she felt him hesitate.  She wanted him to kiss her so badly she could almost taste it, but she was afraid of what it would cost her.  Feeling his cool breath steady on her lips, smelling the fresh soap on his body and seeing the desire flooding his eyes was making the internal battle she’d been having since she’d met him slowly diminish.  Clawing at his waist, she held her breath when his eyes fell to her mouth. 

“Adam,” she whispered.

Unable to stand it for another second, he buried his hand in her hair and leaned down, covering her lips with his.  A quiet moan immediately escaped his mouth.  She felt so good. She tasted like… Shaun.  Kissing her was like nothing he’d ever experienced, and it had been all he could think about since the first time they’d done it on his music video set.  She consumed him. It was getting harder to deny that every second he was with her.  His lips left hers slowly, but he didn’t dare pull away.  Reaching up to cup both of her cheeks with his hands he waited for her beautiful brown eyes to meet his.  When they did he felt his whole world fall away, whatever small ounce of control he’d managed to hold onto flew out of the window as he opened his mouth over hers, crashing into her until he felt her back slam against the wall of the elevator.  He went in harder, brushing his tongue against her lips until she accepted him, parting her own and tasting him in return.

“Shaun,” he breathed between their fervent kisses, opening his eyes to take her in for only a moment.  Her eyes were closed as she leaned in for more, tilting her head and parting her lips for him.  She looked like the angel she was.  He wanted to protect her and corrupt her all at once.  He didn’t deserve her, but he couldn’t stay away.  His eyes fell closed again as he returned the kiss, assuaging the desire she had splashed across her face and his own, as well.  He pulled at her bottom lip with his own again and again, breathing heavily at the fullness.  He wanted it in his mouth always, and if not there then at least wrapped around his dick, devouring it the same way she devoured him right then.  His dick jumped at the thought and he caught that bottom lip between his teeth.  Slowly, he released it before running his tongue along it in apology and sucking it back between his lips.

He crept to her top lip and gave it the same treatment, a husky smile crossing his face when he felt his own bottom lip now between her teeth.  Their labored breathing and battling lips were the only sounds left in the stalled elevator and Adam knew that if she let him he could stay there all day.  As they found a rhythm he could feel his excitement pressing hard against his zipper and he wanted her to know it.  He wanted her to feel it.  His hand traveled from her hair to the small of her back, feeling every inch of her until the beautiful swell of her ass was under his palm.  He cupped it hard in tune with their lips, making the bulge in his jeans even more pronounced.  He couldn’t remember the last time a woman had made him so hard, so ready.  Palming her ass, he pulled her pelvis firmly into his, leaving no doubt in her mind.

Shaun’s lips left Adam’s with a quick smack when she felt him grab her ass.  She hadn’t pulled away so suddenly because she was offended… she was just surprised.

“I’m sorry,” he immediately said, his eyes still closed.  He brought his hand back up to her waist and finally opened his eyes. “I’m sorry, that was…”

“It’s okay.”  Shaun loved the feeling of his hands on her pelvic bone, so close to where she really wanted them.  She had to smile when she felt him pushing her against the wall.  Moving her away from him.  They had gotten a little out of control.  “We sure gave them something to write about, huh?” she asked, looking up at the camera in the ceiling.

“I didn’t mean to manhandle you, I just…”

“Adam…”  Shaun waited until his eyes met hers, and was almost heartbroken at the look on his face.  “It’s okay.”  I liked it, she wanted to tell him.  Feeling his hand on her ass had turned her on.  She was sure he’d held many asses under those hands of his in the past so why was hers putting that pink blush on his cheeks?

“I would never disrespect you…”

“I know that.” Her gaze fell to his jeans where it was very apparent just how out of control they had gotten during their “practice”.  She’d felt it while they were kissing and now it was confirmed.  She was sure she was just as excited down below as he clearly was. “If that wasn’t believable I don’t know what is.”

Adam kept a hand pressed against her stomach, holding her against the wall of the elevator as he caught his breath and collected himself.  If she came even an inch closer to him… if he had anything more than the tips of his fingers on her heaving stomach…  that would be it.  He would take her right there in that elevator, under the cameras.  So he kept her pressed against the wall until his breathing evened out and he felt in control once more.  Swallowing thickly, he bent down and retrieved her bag from its heap on the floor.  While slinging it over his shoulder he looked into her eyes, drinking in the sexy smile on her face while reaching over to the panel on the wall.

The elevator jolted to life and before they knew it the doors were sliding open to reveal the baggage claim area at LAX.

The camera flashes that awaited them exploded immediately.

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Later that night Shaun and Adam were sitting side by side on her couch.  He’d given her a ride home from the airport more than an hour ago and didn’t seem in a big hurry to leave.  They’d started off watching re-runs of True Blood, but the show was long forgotten once Adam insisted they ‘practice’ some more.

“I think we got plenty of practice today in the elevator.  I’m surprised they haven’t interrupted True Blood with a breaking news bulletin about it.” 

“Has your phone not been ringing off of the hook ever since Sydney?”

Shaun wanted to roll her eyes.  “It has.”

“Do you not have a million modeling agencies and designers all over your dick since Sydney?”

“Ew?” she cringed.  “But yeah I have so what?”