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45

Marshall's P.O.V

The next day

The only thing I can think about is her. I imagine her naked body, the body I fully haven't seen but I know for sure it's beautiful. If it was up to me then I would take her home now, but we're all a little busy after the tour so we can't just do that. It's hard to concentrate when all I can think about is how she squirmed underneath me yesterday from being so turned on. Normally I'm not that forward with her because I'm scared that I'll scare her away, but I wanted to teach her a lesson yesterday; not to tease me and who knew it would open the doors for so much more?

I sit here in the studio with Nickle and I can't fucking concentrate. I sit here in the chair banging my pen against the desk and wish for the time to go faster.

"Will you stop fucking doing that?" Nickle asks annoyed.

"What?" I ask as he just interrupted my thoughts about Jenny naked.

"Stop banging that pen against the fucking desk. It's driving me crazy."

"Sorry." I say and stop.

"What the fuck is up with you today man?" He asks. "You're not even here."

"I've invited Jen over today." I say. I haven't told Nickle about what happened on the couch yesterday or what she said to me.

"Damn that's something." Nickle says knowing very well that I don't just invite women over to my house unless I like them.

"Yeah."

"Are you nervous man?" He asks.

"I don't get nervous about some date man." I play it cool. To be honest; I'm fucking nervous. Nervous that she'll back out, nervous that I'll do something wrong, nervous that I'll scare her away.

"I can't believe that you haven't nailed her yet dude." Nickle smirks. It's so hard for him to understand that I haven't fucked her yet considering that I normally just have to look at a bitch to get her into bed. He knows that Jenny is something different and a girl you have to fight for, but she has been holding me for awhile for good reasons but Nickle doesn't know that.

"I just like her company." I shrug.

"It ain't like you to just like a woman's company." Nickle points out.

"Jenny is different."

"She must be." Nickle chuckles. I know that if I told Nickle about Jenny's dead husband that he'd shut up about it, but out of respect for Jenny then I'd never tell him. If Jenny wants to tell people then she should do it but I ain't gonna tell it for her.

...

I don't ever think that one of my days in the studio have ever felt that long. I kept thinking about her and the party and our dirty business at the couch yesterday.

I walk out to the parking lot where Jenny stands in front of her car waiting. We haven't yet talked about what the plan is cus we've been so damn busy.

She looks damn good standing there in her jeans, long boots and her jacket. Her long hair is hanging loose just like I like it.

"So what's the plan?" She asks.

"Uh.. I guess you should drop off your car at home cus the press could easily pick up on the fact that your car is driving through my gates." I say.

"Soo.. I'm driving home?" She asks.

"Yeah and then I'll pick you up there." I say.

"Okay." She says smiling and she's just about to get into the car.