Heart Song (The Erotic Rockstar Series) (17 page)

“How can I help you Violet?”

“Where’s Trav?”

“Not sure, he is in a meeting.”

“How is your boyfriend?” I ask, rudely.

“I called the police, thanks to Travis he is too scared to come back.”

“Right.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Yes, I need to find my boyfriend and speak with him.”

She gives me a sour look.

“He is in a meeting.”

I roll my eyes and walk back to my office. I wait for Trav to finish in his meeting. When he comes in, he walks over and leans down to kiss my belly.

“Hi Junior.”

“I thought it was bean.”

He laughs “Ok, Junior bean.”

“Trav?”

“What’s up, you look worried?”

“I got a strange email today.”

“Oh?”

I show him the email and his face becomes angry.

“What the fuck? Forward it to me, I am going to the cops.”

“Do you think I am in danger? This woman knows I am pregnant.”

“Look, I will make sure you are dropped off and picked up each day and I want you to make sure you have someone with you if I am not. This is getting serious.”

“Did you find out much about the letters?”

He shakes his head. “No, whoever did it was clean.”

“Address?”

“Three states away, no one lives in the house.”

“And have you
remembered anything?”

He shakes his head.
“No, nothing, I don’t know who would do that.”

I had a fair idea.

“What about Janice?”

He shoots me a look.

“Look Janice might fight for my attention, but she isn’t a bad person.”

“Not to you, but she is horrible to me Trav.”

“I don’t think it’s her.”

“Well I think everyone should be considered.”

He nods. “Yeah, fine, but I think you are wrong.”

“You give people far too much credit Trav.” I sigh, stroking his cheek.

“I don’t like to see the worst in people Mischief; I don’t think she would do that to you.”

I nod. “Ok, alright.”

“Are you coming to my show tonight?”

“I guess.”

“It’s my last one for the year; it would mean the world and more if you were there Mischief.”

“Alright Trav, I will be there.”

He grins and pulls me close “How you feeling today?”

“Not great, over being sick.”

“Our little bean is making his Mommy work hard.”

“His?”

“Or hers.”

“Totally
a her” I grin.

“Aw, don’t you want a junior rockstar running around?”

“God save me.”

He laughs and kisses me long and soft.

“Love you Mischief, make sure you coming tonight, alright?”

“You got it.”

When we arrive at Trav’s show, we go straight out back. I find Trav in the dressing room and I stop in my tracks. Holy sweet Mother of God, he looks so fucking hot. He is wearing leather pants tonight, the tight black material clings to his legs and ass, giving the world a horribly beautiful view of what is under Trav’s clothes.

He is shirtless, but he has thick gold chains around his neck and around his wrists. He turns when he hears me and I sigh when I see his face.
God but he is perfect. His hair is spiking up in different directions, and he has fake nipple piercings…at least I hope they are fake. He steps towards me and I span my hands out over his chest, desperate to touch that beautifully bronzed skin.

“Trav…you look so hot.”

“You like?”

“Oh…I like.”

I lean in and snake my tongue out, sliding it across his nipples. He hisses and leans back against the bench.

“Mischief…I gotta go out in about five minutes.”

“That’s all we need.”

I lower down and grip the button of his leathers, oh my….Trav with a hard on, in leather pants. I lick my lips and stare at the erotic picture before me. I pull, with great difficulty, until his pants are lowered enough so his cock springs free.
Commando, that’s my man. I grip his shaft and lick the rim, enjoying the sound of him groaning above me.

I take him into my mouth and swirl my tongue around his
crown. He moans and leans back, tangling his fingers through my hair. I suck and lick, teasing him until he is thrusting his hips forward and moaning my name. I use my free hand to slide up and down the base, while I work the head with my mouth.

“Going to come…oh
God…”

I feel him pulsing before I taste his salty release. When he spills into my mouth, he lets out a ragged growl and his hands tighten in my hair. I pull back when he has stopped pulsing and grin up at him.

“You…are…a…bad…bad…girl.” He rasps.

I stand and pull his pants back up, doing them up.

“You…are…fucking…hot.”

He laughs and grips my face.

“I am about to change your life.”

Then he is gone before I can answer him. Curious, I walk out into the crowd and watch as the show begins. Travis slides out on his knees and the women go mad, I mean, crazy mad. They scream and moan his name. I watch, my chest swelling with pride and arrogance. He is all mine, how did I get so lucky? I wiggle and move to the music.

“Vi!”

I turn to see Reagan.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming.”

“I didn’t know you were coming.” She laughs.

“How hot does my man look tonight?”

She fans herself. “Fuck, I nearly died when he came out looking like that.”

“You and me both, where’s Harley?”

“He is coming.”

I watch as Harley skids out onto the stage and gives Reagan a devilish grin.

“Reagan, did you make Harley late?”

She flushes.

“Oh you are so bad!”

She grins and begins dancing with me. We wiggle and move to the songs, but I am tired before we are even half way through. Pregnancy, it sucks sometimes. I am about to go sit down when Travis starts singing low and sultry into the microphone.

Give me love like her,

Coz lately I’ve been waking up alone,

Paint splattered tear drops on my shirt,

Told you I would let you go….

I turn and meet his gaze, and my heart hammers in my chest. He stops singing and crooks his finger at me.

“Come on up here beautiful girl.”

I start walking towards him
, the room is silent. When I get to the stage he lifts me up and stands in front of me.

“This here my crazy fans
is my girl Mischief. She is pregnant with my baby, how is that for good news?”

He holds the microphone up and everyone screams and claps.

“I bought her here for a reason tonight; see we haven’t had an easy time. Things happened and my girl left me. She came back though, as you can see, and we still haven’t found our happy ending. People, events, and other such things keep getting in our way. This girl has been with me my whole life and is the absolute love of my life and she knows it.”

I flush. “Trav, what are you doing?”

He grins at me, and then before I can say another word he is on one knee in front of me. The crowd goes dead silent.

“Mischief, I can’t say before you my life was empty because you have always been my life. There is no before you, there is no after you, there is only you. I am a better man because of you, and you are my light. I told you once, all darkness needs is a little of the right kinda light, and I was right – because even in my darkest times you were there and you changed me. Marry me, because without you my life isn’t worth living. Be my light Mischief, forever?”

The crowd is silent, my heart is thudding and tears are roaring down my cheeks. I swallow and kneel down in front of Trav.

“Yes, o
h yes!”

The
crowd erupts in screams and Travis scoops me into his arms, standing and swinging me around. When he puts me on my feet, he brings his lips down over mine and gives me the kiss that will melt into people’s minds for years to come. The kiss people will talk about, the one where they will say “Do you remember when Travis Phoenix asked that girl to marry him then he kissed her? Oh my God, that kiss.”

“WOOOOOO!”

It is all I can hear, but what I feel, oh what I feel…pure joy. Travis slides his tongue into my mouth and I cling to him, deepening the kiss and forgetting everything else around me. When we finally pull back, Harley hands Trav a ring and he opens the box, putting it towards me.

“Oh Trav…”

I gape at the beautiful diamond set in a white gold band. He pulls it
out and slides it on my finger a perfect fit, just like us. He holds my hand up and the crowd screams again.

“You just made me the happiest man in the world.” He murmurs against my ear.

And I think he just made me the happiest woman in the whole world, without a doubt.

~*~*~*~*~

“Oh my God!” My Mother cries, dancing around the lounge room.

I grin and tighten my grip on Trav’s hand.

“I can’t believe we saw that on the news!” Chief grumbles.

“I was coming to tell you,
it isn’t my fault the news was quicker.”

“How romantic, oh my, I want to watch it over and over and over…” My
Mother sighs.

“Alright woman, calm down.”

“Why can’t you do something romantic like that Caden?”

He snorts.

“Do you want me to get down on one knee Angel, because I will?”

“Yes, and I want flowers and roses and…”

“Always were hard to please!”

S
he throws her hands on her hips “Was not.”

He grins at her
“Was too.”

“Alright you two!”
I laugh.

“A baby, a wedding…” My
Mom grins, hugging me.

“Wedding after the baby.”

“Oh darn!”

“We are getting married first.” Chief announces.

My Mother turns.

“Yeah, we sure are. I
reckon we do it next month.”

She squeals like a child and leaps onto
him.

“Oh Caden, you are romantic!”

“See, ain’t all bad.”

I roll my eyes.

“Hey, you are killing my buzz here!”

“Oh baby, we are so excited.”

“Yeah, good on ya Mischief.”

“Congrats to you too Trav,
well done for doing it so well” My Mother winks.

Trav laughs.

“Had to give her a reason to say yes.”

I shove him. “I would have
totally said yes anyway.”

“I know baby.”

“Anyway, being fat and pregnant, I think it’s time for bed.”

“Fat,” Chief snorts. “That is yet to come.”

“Hey!”

He grins and
stands; he walks over and takes me into his arms.

“Real proud of you Mischief.”

“Thanks Daddy.”

“You take good care of my baby Trav.”

“You got it Chief.”

“
Come back tomorrow so we can organize my wedding.” My Mother grins.

I smile at her
so happy to see her happy. She looks radiant and glowing. Jasmine walks in just as we are about to leave, she beams at us and rushes over gripping my hand and lifting it.

“I just saw!
Oh my God, how awesome.”

“It was!” I grin.

“I can’t believe he did that on stage oh, where can I find one?”

Travis snorts and I laugh.

“I think Marcus is free.”

Jasmine grins
“Oh yeah?”

“Over my dead fucking body
” Chief snaps.

“Oh poo, you are such a bore!”

He gives her a look and she gives him a grin.

“
Mom and Chief are getting married next month.” I beam.

She turns to them and smiles. “Congrats.”

“I need two bridesmaids” My Mother smiles.

Jasmine looks touched, and I love my
Mother even more in that moment. She doesn’t have to care for Jasmine, she could treat her like crap but she doesn’t. She loves Chief and that means she loves Jasmine.

“Big, ugly green dresses for us.” I smirk.

“Hey, give your old Mom some credit I have good taste.”