The Rocker Who Wants Me (The Rocker... Series) (27 page)

“I forgot something earlier,” I told him, stepping back enough to see his face. He was sweating already from the heat of the spotlights on him, and his face was tense. Tense because I’d hurt him by not telling him I loved him earlier?

“What?” he asked with a frown.

“This,” I whispered as I kissed him hard right there in front of more than a hundred thousand people.

Without hesitation his arms tightened around me and he kissed me back for a few seconds before pulling away. “Baby, I’m kind of in the middle of something here,” he murmured with a smile.

“Sorry. Just one last thing and I’ll let you get back to work, okay?” He nodded and I grabbed his microphone. My heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest it was beating so fast, but I lifted the mic to my lips. “I love you.”

The crowd hooted and snickered because it wasn’t the first time a fan had gotten on stage just to tell a rock star that she loved him, but I didn’t care about their reaction. My eyes were glued to Axton’s as my words seemed to wash over him and his entire body jerked.

“W-what?” he whispered. “What did you say?”

Tears blinded me, but I blinked them away. “I love you, Axton. I have for a long time. I… I was just waiting—hoping—for you to say the words first. I need you more than I can ever tell you, but I love you twice as much.”

From behind Axton I glimpsed Emmie standing in the corner just off stage with Nik right behind her. I expected her to have a murderous look on her face because I had interrupted the show, but she had a beaming smile on her face. Catching my eye she gave me an encouraging nod then winked. I grinned back, more confident for having gotten Emmie’s approval.

On stage the other members of OtherWorld just stood there, gaping at us. I ignored them all, as I took half a step closer to Axton. “I’m sorry I interrupted your concert. I know that you were really looking forward to it. But I had to tell you… I couldn’t let you go a minute longer without telling you how much I love you. I will always love you.”

His throat worked as he tried to swallow. “Dallas… Fuck…” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine. “I love you so damn much, girl. So damn much it hurts. And earlier I was scared…” He swallowed hard again. “I was so fucking scared you were going to walk away.”

I sighed. “I’m a bitch sometimes. But didn’t you say that you enjoyed that about me?” I tried to tease.

He tried to smile, but the tears shining in his eyes brought more to my own eyes. “Yeah, I remember saying that. Don’t pull that shit again, though. Okay?”

“I’ll try my best, rock god. Now kiss me and get back to work.”

Axton shook his head. “Not yet. There’s something I need to do first.” I raised a brow at him as he pulled away and stuck his hand in the front pocket of his jeans before dropping to both his knees.

My heart lifted to my throat and my mouth opened and closed like a fish as I stared down at him as if he had lost his mind. Because he had, right? What the hell was he doing on his knees?

He took the mic from my nerveless fingers and with that grin that never failed to melt my panties he held up a ring that rocked my world. Where the hell had he gotten a diamond that big while I wasn’t paying attention? It was perfect. A princess cut pink diamond on a platinum band with smaller pink diamonds surrounding it. I was such a pushover for pink diamonds.

“Dallas Diana Bradshaw, will you marry me?”

The crowd had gotten so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop right then. I was speechless as I glanced from the ring to Axton’s hazel eyes. This was real, right? I wasn’t dreaming it like I’d suspected earlier when he had first told me he loved me? Right?

Ah, fuck. I didn’t care if it was a dream or reality. I was taking it either way. “Yes. Yes. YES!” I screamed so loudly that the entire arena could hear me without the aid of the microphone.

Around us everyone cheered but I was deaf to it all as Axton put that perfect freaking ring on my finger and jumped to his feet to kiss me breathless. I clung to him, sucking his pierced bottom lip hard. I’d just said yes to Axton Cage. I was going to marry him…

And we were gonna have a baby.

Oh shit. I still needed to tell him. Putting my hands on his chest I pushed him back a little. “Um… There’s something I gotta tell you.” His eyes darkened and I knew he was probably thinking the worst. That I had just been screwing with him and that I wasn’t really going to marry him. Fat chance. I’d marry him right then and there if Emmie could supply a minister and a marriage license—something I didn’t doubt she could do even on a minute’s notice.

Nerves took over again, though. Kids were not something we had ever talked about, although I had seen the way he was with Mia. He was going to make a great dad, but did he want to be one?

“Just spit it out, Dallas. You’re fucking killing me here,” he said with a laugh that was hoarse with emotion.

Grabbing hold of my courage, I leaned forward and whispered it into his ear. “I’m pregnant.”

His immediate reaction scared me. I couldn’t see his face with my lips so close to his ear, but his body stiffened up and I heard him suck in a deep breath. Biting my lip I pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. “You can’t fucking tell me shit like that and expect me not to make love to you right here and now, Dallas,” he said in a tight voice, but there was a grin on his face. “You’re about to kill me with happiness here, baby, and I still have a show to do.”

Giggling with pure happiness I wrapped my arms around his neck again. “Sorry, babe. I’ll try harder.”

He smacked his hand across my ass. “I love you, woman.” A quick, hard kiss that made my toes curl and then he was stepping back. “Go stand with Em, while I try to finish this thing. We will talk as soon as I’m done.”

Blowing him a kiss, I walked off stage and right into Emmie Armstrong’s arms. She was practically dancing with excitement. “Oh my gods! That was the sweetest thing ever.” She kissed my cheek. “Welcome to our fucked up family, Dallas.”

Nik kissed my cheek. “What she said,” he assured me with a grin.

When the music started up again I turned to watch my rock god do what he did best, and smiled the entire time.

Axton

My heart was about to jump out of my chest.

Somehow I kept my shit together long enough to close the show. By the reaction of the fans I must have done a good job because they were screaming for more. I could have sung the songs in my sleep I knew them so well, and I had my stage act down pat, so I wasn’t really worried as I did the show I’d been looking forward to all year on autopilot. But I couldn’t handle another minute without touching, kissing, holding my girl.

I barely gave anyone else a glance as I ran off stage and grabbed Dallas. Lifting her into my arms I carried her down the stairs and around the stage toward the exit. I didn’t feel an ounce of her weight in my arms as I walked out of the arena, past the almost deserted merchandise stands and tents and out of the gates. Taxies were lined up along the side gate and I opened the back door of the first one I came to before placing her inside. When I was seated beside her I pulled her onto my lap and told the driver to take us to the Sheraton.

It took exactly ten minutes to get there, and I kept my lips on some part of Dallas at all times. When the driver pulled to a stop, a valet opened the door for us and I tossed a hundred dollar bill at the driver before getting out and reaching for my girl. I’d arranged for a hotel room earlier in the day because Dallas hadn’t been feeling well and I wanted her to have a real bed and bathroom to herself tonight. Now we were going to put it to better use than I had originally planned.

The guy at the front desk kept giving Dallas a smile as I checked in and he handed over our keys. I just barely kept my possessive growl locked inside. Fucker needed to keep his damn eyes to himself or I was going to beat them out of his head. With a curt nod I picked Dallas up again and carried her to the elevators. When the doors were closed behind us and the elevator started moving upward to our floor, Dallas giggled. “You don’t have to carry me everywhere, you know. I’m pregnant, not crippled.”

“Shut up and let me enjoy this, woman.” I kissed the tip of her nose.

She pursed her lips together, trying her best to fight a grin as the elevator rose. When the doors opened again I stepped out and carried her down the hall to our room. She put the keycard in to unlock the door and I opened it before kicking it shut behind us. The king size bed was welcoming and I placed her carefully in the center before kicking off my boots and falling down next to her.

Now that we were completely alone, I couldn’t find the words to tell her what was going through my head. As if sensing it, Dallas cupped my cheek in one hand and traced her thumb over my lips. “I love you so much, Ax.”

Like it had on stage earlier tonight, my throat closed up with emotion and I had to swallow hard to be able to even breathe for a moment. It felt like I’d been waiting my entire life for her to say those freaking words. “I love you too, baby.” The words came out choked and hoarse and I cleared my throat. “I love you so fucking much, Dallas.”

“I really am sorry about earlier. Seeing her wrapped up in your arms like that hurt and I went a little crazy. Why didn’t you show me your wrist before tonight, though?” She grabbed my hand that was tattoo free and traced her fingertips over the skin that had once been inked.

“Because I wanted you to trust me first. I don’t know. Hell.” I blew out a tired sigh. “I hoped I could make you love me enough that you wouldn’t care about that fucking tattoo.”

She let out a small cry and I watched her chin tremble. “I’ve always loved you, Axton. Always. It was never about not loving you enough. But that tattoo was like a slap to the face every time I so much as thought about it. I know I don’t have any right to be upset with your past, but that doesn’t stop me from-”

I covered her lips to stop her flow of words. “Stop, I understand. But I need to know… Do you believe me now that it was never Gabriella? That I was never in love with her?”

Her blue eyes darkened for a long moment and then finally she nodded. “Yeah, I believe you. She was your beard. And I can even understand why you might have thought you were in love with Emmie at one point, especially after meeting your mom. Em was the first chick to love you unconditionally.”

I nodded my head and kissed her lips again, happy that she got it. “Yeah, that’s exactly how it was. But the moment I met you, kissed you, held you in my arms and made you mine, I knew that everything I’d ever felt for Emmie didn’t come close to what really being in love with someone was about. I love you so damn much, Dallas, and I’m sorry that it’s taken this long to man up and just tell you how I feel.”

“There’s something I really need to know, though…” I frowned down at her and she grinned. “Where the hell did you get this kick ass ring at?”

A snort of laughter escaped me and I grabbed her hand that now held my ring, brought it to my lips and kissed her fingers one at a time. “Emmie is magic. She can get anything you want if you give her enough time. I told her what I wanted, something big and pink and she rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers and it appeared in my hands three days later.”

We lay there for a while just holding each other. I was exhausted after the long day, but I wasn’t anywhere close to falling asleep. By the steady breathing coming from Dallas, I knew she wasn’t asleep either. It felt great just lying there with her in my arms, knowing for sure now that she was going to be mine for the rest of our lives.

I kept skipping over the news Dallas had surprised me with earlier, though, but finally I had to face it. Dallas was pregnant. I’d be lying to myself if I said I hadn’t been hoping for her to get pregnant every time we hadn’t used protection. Every time we would make love without a condom, I would have a flash of thought, that if she got pregnant then at least I would have that part of us no matter what. Then I would hate myself for thinking that because it would be the same as trapping her into a relationship she didn’t want.

“I didn’t get pregnant on purpose.”

Dallas’s whispered statement jolted me out of my own guilty musing. Obviously we were on the same wavelength if we were thinking the same thing. “I know that… And I didn’t get you pregnant on purpose… Okay, maybe I was hoping it would happen, but I wasn’t doing it on purpose.”

She turned on her side quickly. “You wanted me to get pregnant?” Her blue eyes were bright with happiness. “Really?”

I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug. “Yeah. I wanted to at least have that to hold onto you with.”

“So you’re happy about the baby?” My eyes narrowed at her question. “I just need to make sure, Ax. Our lives have changed in big ways today. I need you to tell me that you are happy about this baby. I know that you have plans. That Kenzie is going to be a part of your future, and I don’t want this baby to make you feel…”

“We can all be a family. And I don’t plan on pushing Kenzie to accept us as her family. I just want to make sure she’s okay. If she wants to be a part of our family—me, you, and the little rocker in here…” I cupped my hand over her still-flat stomach, imagining that I was touching our baby that was growing in there, “…then I would love that, but if she wants to be on her own, that’s fine too. I love you, Dallas.”

A tear fell from her eyes and spilled onto her cheek. Leaning forward I kissed it away. The small caress of my lips on her cheek was like flint to dry kindling and I pushed her onto her back, covering her body with my own. Dallas spread her legs, welcoming me between her thighs with a moan of pure pleasure. “How are you feeling?” I asked, needing to know if she was still feeling sick before I went any further.

“Right this minute my stomach isn’t even on my mind. My pussy is drenched for you, babe.” She arched her back, pushing her jeans-clad pussy harder against my throbbing dick. “Make love to me.”

Without hesitating I reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head before making quick work of her jeans, leaving her lying before me in just her panties and bra. Fuck, she was so beautiful. And all mine.