Rampage (A Night Fire Novel Book 4) (10 page)

Chapter Thirteen

Jerry held the brief outline of the offer the production company was planning on making to the band. It stated that they could chose to do one song or the entire album, they chose the entire album. The document also stated that the band would do a promotional tour that would coincide with my media tour so that Evan would be there as well. No one fully understood why that was until I enlightened them. I was faced with more stunned people.

Yes, Evan Cooper was about to become an actor.

Then they proceeded to discuss Evan's acting abilities and how the album would take a nose dive when the movie came out. I was about to say something when I saw the smirks. They were teasing.

The meeting continued on for some time, I watched through the glass window behind Fraser and Eden to the view of my sister sitting on the lounge. Jaxon had wandered out there to talk to her and Kaylee who was mostly hidden behind the desk.

Now that we were at the clubhouse, I called Devlin and suggested he joined us for the discussion. He thought it was a much better idea, having the band in the same room allowed for discussions of many things.

Lively banter filled the room, it was late afternoon now and I was feeling rather hungry. The pizza's that Seph and Jaxon had brought back were amazing and they were gone rather fast. There was nothing left now except empty boxes and crumbs.

Evan took my hand and kissed the back of it with a smile hidden beneath. I could feel my body flush with desire as I gazed into those dreamy eyes. It was almost a sin to look at him, he was so delectable. I could not wait to get him home and strip him naked.

Home. Yes, I was going to become a resident of the fine state of Nevada. Evan smiled more as he lowered our hands onto the arm rest of his chair, the divine lips stretching into a broad grin.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered.

“Home.”

“Mine or yours?”

“I only have one Evan, I have a house that I might be putting up for sale.”

My phone buzzed in my pocket, regretfully I had to remove my hand from his in order to retrieve the horrid device. Seph had sent me a message, one that was rather puzzling.

Seph: Keep an eye on Jaxon for me.

Harmony: Why?

Seph: I think that it's over already but I'd like to know about it before the media does.

Harmony: Why don't you just ask him?

Seph: He said everything is cool, that he's just busy with band stuff.

Well, it wasn't exactly a lie. The band was busy but as I looked around the table of people who were talking I noticed that one chair was empty. So where was Jaxon?

Harmony: Where are you?

Seph: Hotel.

Harmony: And Jaxon?

Seph: No idea. Said he had stuff to do. So I take it he's not with you?

Harmony: No. Sorry.

Casually I put my phone away and ignored it when it vibrated again.

“Hey where's Jaxon? I thought he'd want to be here for the discussions.”

Evan shrugged, more interested in his phone.

“He doesn't have to be here at the moment. Tomorrow is probably more important.”

“Oh okay.” I paused. “So when are we going because I'm hungry.”

“Whenever you want. They'll be breaking soon anyway. Family men.” he rolled his eyes with a cheeky grin. “Gotta get home to the kiddies before bed time.”

Mock them he might but I could see that he wanted to join their ranks.

As the conversation started to come to an end and they discussed tomorrow, I pulled my phone out again.

Seph: I jumped in too soon again. I should have known he was a player. Don't worry about it, forget I asked. I don't want it to cause problems for you and Evan.

But that's the problem, there will always be issues. Family events and they'll both be there. This was crap.

“Okay so don't forget Saturday night. I'm looking at you Evan and I'm saying it out loud so that Harmony knows.”

I lifted my gaze to Jerry's stern face.

“What's on Saturday night?”

“Kaylee's twenty-first birthday. You'll need a cocktail dress.”

“Sure. I guess I could roam the town tomorrow and find something. I guess you'll be busy writing and planning.”

He nodded with a sympathetic smile. They were going to be doing a lot of things tomorrow. Meeting with the production heads, discussing their requirements, writing and maybe even a bit of recording if the mood strikes them.

The door opened and Kaylee walked in, passing a few papers to Eden and then leaving again.

“Okay so they've sent through the meeting details. Everyone here by ten am thanks.” Jerry frowned as he turned to the empty seat. “Eden can you make sure Jaxon is aware of this thanks.”

“Of course.”

It was sunset when we walked out of the clubhouse, the street was quiet and I wondered where my constant surveillance team was. Maybe someone better had arrived in town. I slipped into the passenger seat, ready to see an end to today. It was odd to say the least. So many highs and lows, I could only hope that Evan and Fraser would be okay soon.

I'd have to make a concerted effort with Eden I suppose, more so with her than Abigail and Frankie. It was easy to see that Austin and Curtis would get over their issues within a few days because they weren't the ones that were hurt. I didn't blame Fraser for being upset at him, I was upset at Evan. It was an important event and he couldn't be honest and say that he was upset. Instead he chose to get drunk and hide.

Evan got into the car, sighing as he turned over the engine.

“You know what I feel like?” he grinned as he looked at me.

“What?”

“Drinking champagne in the bath again.”

An hour later, that's exactly where we were. Only this time there was no discussion of life or the future, now we were watching a baseball game. It had been my job to get the strawberries this time and I went kind of crazy and got a variety of fruits.

So we were in the tub, drinking overpriced champagne and eating a platter of amazing tasting fruit. Oh and watching Yankees was the thing to do apparently. I said nothing and enjoyed the warmth of the water.

The screen was at the end of the tub, a long modern bath that was sunk into a tiled surround. Evan happily lazed against my body and I gladly let him.

When I was full and my head was feeling lazy, I settled back against the wall and tried to ignore the announcers regaling of the events. I wasn't listening and I hoped that he didn't want to talk about it later. All I could offer would be a smile and a nod. Maybe a 'that's nice dear'. Jeez, how old was I?

The crack of the bat against the ball woke me, Evan was laughing.

“Struggling to stay awake by any chance?”

“Nah, not me. Wide awake.” I said as I yawned.

“Sure. That's why your body just jerked as you woke up.”

He flicked the television off and put the remote into a little basket at the back of the tile surround.

“If you wanted to go to bed or get out then you should have said so. You don't have to stay and watch a game just because I am.”

I shrugged and climbed out of the tub, wrapping the towel around me.

“I don't mind, I guess if I wasn't tired it would be okay. I'm all shriveled.”

Evan chuckled as I held my hand out, showing him my wrinkled fingers.

“Well grandma, it's time for bed.”

As I walked out to his bedroom I narrowed my eyes at the bed, wondering how many had been brought here before me. Did I really want to know the answer to that? Probably not.

Evan pulled back the sheets and waited for me.

“None.”

I looked at him with a confused frown.

“What?”

“The answer to that question that I know you've got rattling around in your mind. I can see the look on your face.”

“Is that right?”

I grinned and walked over to the edge of the bed, dropping the towel at my feet. My hands toyed with the towel that was wrapped around his waist.

“Yeah. You're thinking, how many women has he fucked on that bed? The answer is none. By tomorrow it will be one.”

“Oh goody. I was hoping you wouldn't deprive me for a moment longer.”

Evan grinned, his eyes lowering to watch me as I stroked his hardened length. It was hard to believe that all of this fitted inside of me. But he did and he created so much pleasure it felt like I was going to die from anticipation.

My eyes met with his, the need was killing him too.

“Straight to it?”

He nodded quickly and turned me to the bed, laying me onto it as we kissed. I lowered to the mattress with my arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying the feeling of his weight on me. Evan pulled my legs open and settled between them.

“Did you think any more about what you want to do?”

“I did. Kind of. You know you're being rather distracting.”

Evan grinned with a playful nod, continuing to rub himself against me.

“He loves it. I can't deprive him baby. He just loves your sweet pussy.”

I chuckled as I rolled my eyes.

“You should have had that tattooed. Maybe we could get them to put a big x through the other one and put pussy above it.”

“No.” I said, trying not to laugh.

“So which is it baby, bare or not?”

“Bare.”

The word had barely escaped my mouth, Evan adjusted himself and pushed deep into me. His face seemed so serious as he looked down at me, a slight frown etching into his gorgeous features.

Over and over again he slowly moved in and out of me, his breathing became disjointed. My phone rang, sitting on the table beside the bed it was so loud.

“Ignore it, it's just Seph. She can wait.”

His languid pace picked up as he nodded, moving a little faster now. The phone finally stopped ringing, seconds later a message came through.

My hands flattened to the stomach muscles that were contorting with the increasing movement. I could feel my face flushing as my breathing became rapid, breathy moans escaping with every push.

Chapter Fourteen

I woke to the sounds of an acoustic guitar being played quietly. As I sat up I saw a soft light that lit up the corridor. Finding my dressing gown, I wrapped the soft silk around me and followed the sound. When I heard Fraser laugh I was grateful I had decided to dress rather than roaming the house naked.

Standing at the doorway I watched them as they sat and drank beer. Evan was playing the guitar and Fraser was writing something on a note pad.

Evan looked up and saw me, with a grin he shifted over on the lounge for me.

“What are you two up to?”

“Just chillin', bit of writing. You know, what everyone does at three am in the morning.”

I nodded a little shocked.

“Instead of being in bed with their wives?”

“Fraser's in the dog house again. Eden keeps threatening to cut his dick off every time the baby does something.”

The man huffed as he took a sip from his beer can.

“If it's not indigestion, it's that the baby keeps making her go to the bathroom. Or she thinks that he's trying to crack her ribs. Yesterday she was adamant that the baby had bruised her organs because he was kicking so much.”

“You know there is a solution to your problems.” I offered as I leaned back into the chair.

His eyes raised to me as if I had some magic solution.

“Stop having sex.”

“Yeah right. Then I'd be in more trouble. You wait until you're pregnant and see how difficult it is. You'll want to kick his ass into the next week for it but you'll also want him tied to the bed, ready to go. Hormones will make you a weepy woman one minute, happy the next and the entire time you'll be mentally undressing him.”

Gee, I can't wait. It sounds like such fun. Where is the warning with this? Having a child should come with some kind of health warning.

“Then the kid comes out and they're never the same. Sahara was a breeze, she was quiet and easy to deal with. Hudson screamed from the minute he came out, leaving us walking around the house like a pair of zombies until he was five weeks old.”

“So are you going to stop after this one?”

“No way. There is something so beautiful about a pregnant woman. She might call you a freak because she wakes in the middle of the night and finds you talking to her giant stomach but that doesn't matter.”

“Is that why you're here?”

He nodded with a slight chuckle.

“I was just telling him he was making life hell for his father and he should behave himself. Eden woke up and told me to go back to sleep or make myself useful. So I came here.”

On the off chance that Evan was awake? Pretty sure it wasn't what Eden meant. I hardly knew the woman and I didn't think that annoying other people at three am was her idea of being useful.

“He messaged me.” the mind reader beside me offered. “I was already awake and doing a bit of writing so I told him to come over.”

“Oh okay.” I nodded, over thinking things again. “You're not planning on driving after that, are you?”

“Nah. We'll just hang out here until the meeting.”

The meeting that's hours away? Eden must be such an understanding wife. Not sure what I'd do if Evan disappeared for several hours, leaving me to care for two kids while heavily pregnant.

“You won't be in more trouble for not being there at breakfast?”

Fraser paused for a moment with a frown.

“I'll go and get dressed. When you're ready to leave, come find me.”

With a soft kiss on his cheek, I smiled at Evan and stood from the lounge. I closed the door and searched out clothes to put on, suddenly remembering the message that Seph had sent me. Once I was dressed I found my phone on the bedside and sat on the edge of the bed.

The light wasn't flashing. I glanced up to the closed door and wondered if Evan had read them.

If that was the case, did he do it for a valid reason or was it because he didn't trust me? We hardly knew each other, I couldn't berate him for distrust. But it was a valid subject to bring up with him.

I sighed, unsure of what to do. Well I suppose reading Seph's message was a good start.

Seph: Going home, it's over. Not that it ever really started.

Well doesn't that make life fun now. Every time Evan and I do something with family and friends, those two are going to have to face each other.

With a mighty groan I dumped the phone back onto the table and flopped back onto the bed. Damn Seph and damn Jaxon. I closed my eyes and hoped for a moments peace, trying to find some kind of tranquility.

“Hey.” a soft voice cooed. “Wake up.”

Muted light appeared as I opened my eyes, the vision of Evan hovering over me was bleary. I rubbed my eyes with a yawn as he straddled my hips.

“What time is it?”

“Six am. Fraser's ready to go home. Said the brats will be up by now so Eden will be getting angry if he doesn't turn up.”

He climbed off me and helped me to my feet.

“Great. Can we get coffee on the way?” I asked as I yawned again.

“Only if you finish it before we get there. Eden gives up coffee while she's pregnant and it's probably not fair if we walk in there with them, all steaming hot and delicious.”

“Sure.” I grumbled, leaning on him as we walked out of the room.

Fraser was by the front door looking like he was late for an important meeting.

“Tic toc. Gotta get to the juice hut.”

“Why?” I asked, rather sleepily.

“Cuz I can juice my way out of the dog house, hurry up.”

Five minutes later I was sitting in the parking lot of a little set of shops, Fraser and Evan were in the juice place that was really called the juice hut. It was done up with fake grass and made to look like, well I guess it looked like a grass hut.

The two of them came out carrying their juices. Evan had one each for the two of us and Fraser had two large ones and two little ones. The little ones were cute, done in plastic cups that had bright green lids with wood masks printed around the cup.

Ten minutes after that we were at the front door of a quaint suburban house, one that was almost the same as every other house on the street. Evan nodded to the one across the road.

“That's where I grew up, Curtis on the right.”

I surveyed the little brick house then to the one next to it. They were both rather nondescript. Brick walls, tiled roof, yards that were struggling.

Behind me the security door creaked open, the sound children that were awake came from within the depths.

“Hey baby. I brought juice.”

“Lucky for you.”

I turned and saw a rather tired Eden, wrapped in a black silk robe that was barely covering the large stomach. She sucked on the straw as she looked from Evan to me.

“You two can feed him.”

Eden turned into the house leaving me a little bewildered.

“Feed who?” I whispered to Evan as we walked into the house.

He shrugged as he shut and locked the door, taking my hand and leading me through to the kitchen area. It was a long room that had the informal dining room at the end that we were at, a play area that was filled with toys at the other and the outdated kitchen in between.

Fraser and Eden lived in a small house, one that would become too small if they didn't stop breeding. I turned to watch Fraser kiss Sahara on her head as he gave her the drink. He was about to do the same for Hudson, that was until the kid put the bowl of cereal on his head. Milk ran down his head and body, splashing everywhere. Little bits of cereal dropped with splotches onto the floor and table.

“And clean up after him.”

I gasped and turned to see Eden behind me, she sucked on the juice again with a humorous smile.

“Make sure you check his ears and nose. I found a cheerio up there yesterday. Tweezers are on the window sill.”

Then she waddled through the room and climbed up onto the stool at the breakfast bar.

“It's called practice and lucky for you two, you get to experience it this morning.”

Fraser grinned as he held out the paper towels. I took them without complaint after all, Evan and I wanted children. This was our future, cleaning up after them when they put their breakfast all over themselves. Or put cereal up their nose.

“Hey.” I softly chided Hudson. “Don't be doing that.”

I quickly cleaned all of the bits of cereal away from him, ignoring the giggles from Sahara.

“I saw'd you on the television.”

“Did you?”

She nodded rather proudly.

“You were on uncle Evan's shoulder. I saw'd up your dress. Daddy turned the channel over. He was very angry at the television.”

“Yeah.” I sighed.

I began to mop up the milk on the wet child and the surrounding areas, always under the careful scrutiny of a child who I knew was far too intelligent for her own good.

“Did you get married?”

“We did.”

“Are you going to have babies? Mommy’s going to have a baby soon. I want a sister buy daddy said it's a boy.”

Her eyes darted to her wet brother.

“I don't want another brother.”

“Well we don't get a choice but brothers are cool, I have two of them.”

Sahara's eyes widened with a slight smile.

“Like me.”

I nodded and sat at the table, Evan had a fresh bowl of cereal for Hudson. He put it in front of him and sat on the seat beside Sahara.

“I'm watching you mister.”

Hudson grinned at me and all I could think was how adorable he was. I realized that no matter how many upturned bowls of cereal there were in my future, I would never be upset or regret having children. They were inquisitive, cheeky, adorable, lots of fun and way too cute.

I was engrossed in watching Hudson, ensuring he didn't try and play hide the bits of cereal again. Sahara had finished her breakfast and had slipped away from the table, quietly leaving the room without me knowing.

“Is this you?”

I gasped and looked down at the small child, she held out a DVD. It wasn't a movie that was overly child friendly but I suppose she could watch it. I would imagine that the innuendo would go over her head and she wouldn't understand what she was watching.

“It is, did you watch it?”

“Mommy said I'm too young. I am a big girl, can I watch it?”

“Not if mommy said no.”

Sahara pouted and walked away rather dejectedly. I felt like such a bitch. I was about to say something to her when I heard laughing. Eden was leaning on the edge of the bench, watching the whole thing.

“Well done. She likes to try the ol' guilt card.”

I turned to the child who had been slowly walking away, her head turned with the biggest and saddest eyes I'd ever seen. She looked like she was about to burst into tears. I offered a sympathetic smile and when she realized she wasn't going to win, she frowned and stomped her feet as she walked into the next room.

“You gotta be strong Harmony.” Eden said with wide eyes and an even wider grin. “How can I trust you to babysit if she thinks that she can walk all over you?”

“I can babysit?” I frowned as the words slipped out.

“You can? That's great. You should be here tonight at six.”

Then she chuckled and walked away. Damn it, I think I just got played.