My Reason to Live

Chapter 10

"I can't freaking believe we're going to see them! And actually meet them in person! Oh my God! I'm going to meet them for real!" I scream again. "How did you manage to score backstage passes for The Mighty Storm? Not that I'm complaining because I'm totally not. I'm the absolute opposite of complaining right now. I'm like the most grateful person ever," I ramble.

Jade chuckles.

"But seriously, how did you get backstage passes? I imagine getting backstage passes to meet The Mighty Storm would be like trying to win a golden ticket to get inside Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory."

Or like getting gold dust.

She got me gold dust.

I don't know whether to hug her or kiss her or give her a blow job right now.

She smiles again and gives a lazy shrug. "I got them because I'm me."

And that's all she says. Because it's all she needs to say.

Sometimes, I forget just who Jade is and how rich she is. I guess it's because she doesn't live an excessively wealthy lifestyle. Sure, she has a nice apartment, but she's not flashy. She goes to the pub with her friends and takes me to the carnival.

To me, she's just Jade. Amazingly sweet, hot, funny, fantastic-in-bed Jade.

Leaning my face to her, I plant a firm kiss on her lips. "You are awesome," I tell her.

"Only awesome?"

I tip my head back and look in her eyes. "Nope. You're phenomenal." I kiss her again on the lips. "And wonderful." Another kiss. "And incredible." I place my hands on her cheeks. "You are perfect, Jade Thirlwall." I brush the tip of my nose over her, staring down into her deep, caramel eyes.

"I'll take all of those." She tugs me down to her mouth, leaving a whisper of air between our lips. "But I want a proper thank you kiss."

So, I give her one.

And when I let her up for air, she's breathing hard, and she's also hard beneath my ass.

"You need help with that?" I wiggle my ass against her erection.

Her eyes move from me to the clock on the wall and then back to me. She sighs. "It'll have to wait until later, baby. We need to get ready and head to the stadium soon." She gives my ass a slap.

So, I climb up off her and excitedly head to get dressed for my date with The Mighty Storm.

I'm going to meet The Mighty Storm! I'm going to meet Caleb Wethers!

Oh God. What in the hell am I going to wear?

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"Are you sure you're okay in the standing area?"

I tip my head back against Jade's shoulder and smile at her. "I'm sure."

"We can use my company's private box if you change your mind. Just say the word."

I can see her company's private box. It's way up high above the seating. I know company boxes are supposed to be exclusive, but it just seems too far away from the stage and the action.

I want to be right where we are, in the thick of it.

Sure, it's pretty cramped, bodies all squished together, and I'm also sure the squishing will increase when The Mighty Storm comes onstage. But I honestly don't mind.

I want to experience a rock concert.

This right here is the experience.

It also helps that I have Jade pressed up against my back, her hands resting on my hips with her fingers hooked through the belt loops on my jeans, while she acts like my very own personal body shield.