Chapter eleven.
Jessica pulled up to Paul’s house and saw him in the garage, she ran towards it. Hopefully he didn’t see the press conference. When she reached Paul’s garage she walked in and found him still working on his truck.
If he had heard her she wouldn’t have known it because his entire attention was focused on the truck. She smiled he was covered with grime and dirt on any other man it would have looked like they were a street bum. But on him, it looked sexy.
“Paul I need to talk to you.”
Paul pulled himself up from the truck and stood up. He wiped sweat off his forehead.
“I saw your little press conference this afternoon.”
“It’s not what you think.”
“I can’t believe you. How could you go back to him, after what he did to you?”
“It’s not me. It’s what the fans and the record label wanted me to do.”
“And you just do what everyone tells you to do, without making your own decisions?”
“Not usually it’s just that, they could have dropped me. If I didn’t go through with it.”
“So? I would have just let them drop me. It’s not worth selling your soul for.”
“Paul you don’t understand. I had to-“
He cut her off. “Yeah you had to just do what everyone wants. Because sweet little Jessica has no backbone.”
“Please don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?”
“Shut me out, get angry with me. I don’t want you to be mad at me too.”
She started to cry and he cursed under his breath. “Shit, Jessica I didn’t mean to be that way. But if you’re with him. You are not with me.”
“But I’m not with him, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. I want to be with you.”
He looked at her deeply with his ocean blue eyes. “I just don’t think you’re ready.”
“Paul we almost had sex the other night. I would say I’m more than ready.”
“I know but I don’t just want you like that, Jessica. I want every part of you. I want you to give me everything you got. And I don’t want to girl that everyone else sees. I want who you really are.”
“I don’t know who that is yet.”
“Well let me know when you figure it out.”
“So that’s it? You’re just not going to talk to me?”
“I have a lot of work to do.”
“Come to Australia with me.”
He stopped in his tracks then slowly turned around to face her. “What?”
“I said come to Australia with me, I need some time away. I want you to come with me.”
“Are you serious? What about the record label?”
“I just tell them I need some time off. It would probably only be for two weeks. I’m sure they wouldn’t care. It’s before the tour starts.”
“Okay I’ll go.”
“Really?”
“Yes I want to go to Australia with you.”
She kissed him which he returned. When they broke apart she said. “Good start packing.”
