Rock Me: Sexy (New Adult Rockstar Romance) (New Adult Rock Star Erotic Romance) (8 page)

One hot girl that he was paying special
attention to couldn’t even remember that he was the lead singer. She kept
mentioning something about how she would love his fingers to stroke her like he
stroked the guitar. Then she called him Alex. It was starting to piss him off.

When that powerful high that he always felt
from being in the spotlight started dimming, even while surrounded by fawning
people, he became worried. He downed a few more shots and tried to brush it off
as anxiety. It was probably just a general uneasiness about the tour kicking
off the next day and about the television show, which would be a new experience
for all of them.

But he couldn’t shake the odd feeling. He
glanced over at Tommy who was having a good time and tried to relax. Tommy
didn’t seem to be having any concerns.

Tyler looked down at the girl who was
rubbing up against his crotch. Even with this girl smashing her tits against
him and making sure he got a good look down her shirt, his cock felt dead to
the world. She had been talking about the Rock Star Diaries show non-stop and
he had been trying just as hard to tune her out.

He took a gulp of beer. “Hey, baby.
What’s your favorite Cold Fusion song? I’ll sing it for you at the show
tomorrow.”

She squealed. “Oooooh. Will you say my
name, too? It’s Brenda. Brenda Butler.”

Tyler smiled. “If I remember it. What
song?”

She pressed her hand against his cock. “Oh,
it doesn’t matter. Any will do.”

“Yeah, but what’s your favorite?”

“Uh, I just love them all. I’m such a big
fan of your music. Uh, how about the one that’s on the radio all the time.
That’s my favorite one!” She was smiling so brightly up at him.

Right.
He brushed her hand away from his cock. “You mean
Slutty
Girls?
That’s your favorite song?”

She laughed, completely oblivious to the
fact that he had just made up a song. “Yes! That one. I just love it. Will you
sing that one for me?”

Twenty minutes later he was doing a line
of coke. Easy chicks had never bothered him before. These weird thoughts and
feelings had been dragging down his entire night. It made him uncomfortable. Everyone
wanted a piece of him, but they didn’t really give a shit about him. But now, the
blow was kicking in and he felt invincible again. And whatever had gotten him
so fucked in the head, didn’t matter any more.

When it started to wear off later that
night, he bumped a second line. Sometime after that, Tommy came over to him with
a new beer and somehow Tommy fucking knew. Tyler registered the look of
disappointment on Tommy’s face, but by that time, he didn’t give a fuck. He was
feeling on top of the world again. Things were set right. His odd feelings
about the people surrounding him had melted away. It was time for fun.

The bodyguard had driven him and a random
girl he grabbed at the last moment back to the hotel. He had no idea what had
happened to Brenda Butler and he didn’t care. He had been partying too hard to
notice.

Back at the hotel room, Tyler started
feeling jittery and anxious again. Even while the girl with the huge tits
writhed naked on his bed, he couldn’t shake the smothering feeling. If he had
more blow, he would do it, no question.

Instead, he kicked the girl out of his
room. He tossed her clothes on the bed. “Sorry, honey. But it’s not going to
happen tonight. I’m just too fucked up.”

She tried to persuade him for a little
bit, but eventually gave up. “So, you don’t mind if I tell my friends that we
had sex, do you? I’ll tell everyone you were really good.”

He pulled her handbag off the floor and
gave it to her. “Tell them whatever you want.”

It wouldn’t be the first time some chick
posted stuff all over the internet about him that wasn’t true. This one had even
insisted on a picture of them together. He wondered if he looked as fucked up in
it as he felt.

When she left, he broke out the tiny
liquor bottles in his room’s minibar, hoping they would settle him down some.
They didn’t and he felt like fuck for hours as he came down from his high.

***

The banging in his head wasn’t going
away. And it wasn’t in his head. Someone was banging on his fucking door.

“Tyler, if you don’t open up right this
instance, I’m going to come in and get you.”

It was a woman, but he was still so
groggy, he had no idea who it could be. The TV was on without the volume, so he
grabbed the remote from the nightstand and clicked it off. He hadn’t been able
to sleep all night. He must have finally passed out when the sun was coming up.
He glanced at the alarm clock. It was 2 PM. Fuck. That was probably bad.

The banging finally stopped and his head
lolled against the pillow again. He sank back into a senseless stupor until he
heard an unpleasant screeching way too close to his ear.

“That’s it. Time is up, buddy. You’re
just going to have to deal with whatever you’re trying to sleep off.”

He poked open an eye and saw Katie
standing over him. She looked as gorgeous as ever, even with the death glare
she was sending him.

He smiled. “Mmm. Have you changed your
mind? Or is this just an awesome dream I’m having?”

She frowned as she looked him over.
“Really, Tyler? Were you that drunk last night? You didn’t even take your pants
off?”

“Disappointed?” He could feel his cock
pressing against the tight denim jeans.
Guess it was back to life
.

She looked exasperated. “Can you be
serious for just one moment?”

He scrubbed at his face with his hands.
“How did you get in here anyway?”

“Your bodyguard has a key card to your
room. What does it matter? You’re totally late! The whole band is at sound
check right now. And they’re pissed. Rightfully so. And so am I. Get up
already!”

Tyler got out of the bed and stretched.
“Why didn’t he wake me up hours ago?”

Katie handed him a bottle of water. “He’s
not your babysitter, Tyler. And neither am I. His job is to make sure you’re
safe out in public. And my job is to create a TV show around you. Not to drag
your sorry ass out of bed. You’re lucky I didn’t come with cameras.”

Tyler took a long sip of water. There
used to be a time when he could do lines of coke all night and not feel any ill
effects the next day. This time the come down was hard and the high he had felt
the night before had been way too short.

“Yeah, the guys are going to be pissed.
Scott, too. It’s not a great way to start the tour.”

Katie agreed with him. “Scott was on a
rampage. He said he would have loved to have come and knocked some sense into
your head, but he was too busy with the band. And the sound check. So you
better hurry up and get ready. You have five minutes before we leave.”

Tyler dragged a hand through his hair.
“Where’s my bag? There it is. Okay, I’ll just hop in the shower.”

When he came out feeling half alive,
Katie was waiting for him. “Is that your only bag? Where do you keep all your clothes?”

He zipped up his toiletry bag and dropped
it into his only luggage, a small carry-on bag. “We have to travel light on
tour. Most of our wardrobe gets hauled around and unloaded in our dressing
rooms for each stop. We don’t carry much on the bus.”

She was chewing on her lip. “Oh. I hope I
didn’t bring too much for my bus. I have three suitcases with me. And a shoe
bag. It’s a long tour with not much opportunity to do wash…”

Tyler laughed. “Three? Where the hell are
you going to put all that shit?”

Katie shrugged. “This bus thing is new to
me. I guess I’ve got a lot to learn. All right, we’ve gotta go. You know they’ve
begun filming at the sound check. You’re missing out already. Don’t you want to
be the star of the show?”

Tyler felt a hint of misgivings stirring
in his gut. “I don’t know anymore. Usually I’m so juiced to get started on
tour, but this time I’m just not feeling it.”

Katie’s eyes widened with surprise.
“What?! Tonight is going to be my first Cold Fusion concert. I’ve been really
excited about it and I’ve got really good seats. So don’t’ mess this up for
me.”

Tyler felt the familiar thrum of
excitement stir in his veins. “What’s your favorite song?”

She blushed before answering. “Well, I
really like
Here to Stay
and all the popular ones. But my favorite is
Sweet
Oblivion
. It just speaks to me. The lyrics are so deep.”

Tyler raised a brow. “It’s probably not
about what you think.”

Katie opened the room door. “Well, it’s
my favorite. Now let’s get going. I got you a turkey sandwich while you were in
the shower. I remember how much you liked them.”

***

Tyler sat back against the leather seats
in the car. His head was clearer after his shower and a bite to eat, but now he
was starting to sweat.

“Can we turn the heat down? It’s fucking hot
in here.”

Katie frowned. “Does every other word out
of your mouth have to be ‘fucking’? I like to swear now and then too, but if
you do it all the time, it starts to lose its impact. Plus, we’ll have to bleep
you out a lot.”

Tyler cracked open his window. “Impact or
not, it’s fucking hot in here.”

Katie glanced over at him. “It’s freezing
outside. I hope you’re not getting sick or something.”

His fingers tapped against his knee. “No.
I’m good. Just anxious to get this whole thing rolling. How did Nick seem? I haven’t
talked to him since the disastrous engagement party.”

Katie paused before answering. “I was
worried about him, but he seems good. Not that I know him all that well.”

Tyler wondered what Katie thought of the
whole affair- Nick being blackmailed into marriage; only to call it off at the
last minute and have a shocking sex tape released starring Nick and his stepsister.
Tyler had been alternately pissed at Nick and then jealous of all the attention
he was receiving. The whole thing was weird, especially since he’d known Allie
since she was a little kid.

“Is that kind of personal stuff going to
get on the show?” Tyler asked.

“Anything you guys do on tour could get
shown. But this Nick thing is different. We won’t make mention of it on the
show for our own reasons. It’s already generating huge buzz though. I can’t lie
and say this wasn’t a God’s send in terms of publicity for Rock Star Diaries.
And we would probably exploit it if it fit our narrative.”

Tyler grunted derisively. “It’s all about
the show for you, isn’t it?”

She glanced at him warily. “Yes. This
show is important to me. It’s going to make or break my career. And if it
succeeds, it’s going to be good for you, too. I thought you were onboard with
all of this?”

Tyler squirmed in his seat. He wasn’t
sure why he was acting like such a moody bastard. Ever since he heard about
Rock Star Diaries, he’d gotten all turned around in the head.
Actually, it
was
since he’d met Katie Winston.
She’d made him question
everything.

***

Adrenaline pumped through Tyler’s veins
as he waited in the wings, letting the anticipation build. The screams from the
packed stadium vibrated inside his chest and had his heart pounding with excitement.
Nick glanced his way as he paced across the stage, fiddling with his bass guitar.
Tommy was settled in behind the drum kit taking a long drink of his beer. They
were all pretty pumped. While months on the road could wear down even the most
enthusiastic musician, the first show back was always exhilarating. Getting
that high, that validation from the fans was beyond description.

The band waited patiently for him,
knowing his entrance would whip the crowd into a crazed frenzy. Alex played a
few licks on guitar and the fans screamed their appreciation. Everyone was on
their feet, waiting for him. They began chanting his name. “Ty-ler, Ty-ler,
Ty-ler…”
It was almost time.

Tyler savored the moment for one last
breath, feeding off the energy of the crowd. He turned his black leather cuff
so that the silver buckle was on the inside of his wrist. He wasn’t very superstitious,
but he liked to twist it for good luck before every show. The bracelet had been
a gift from Hailey; she had picked it out just for him, telling him that it
would make him look like a
real
rock star. He felt a pang of anguish when
he thought of her, but quickly shook it off. It was time to be a
real
rock star,
for Hailey
.

Tyler stepped out onto the stage and even
before the spotlight found him, the crowd let out a mighty roar. Nick was grinning
as Tyler strode past him towards center stage, obviously as caught up in the
moment as he was. Tyler nodded to Alex, who had stepped up to the front edge of
the stage just steps to his right. Alex played a few more guitar licks to the
crowd’s renewed delight.