Chapter 30

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Ester felt excited to have him all to herself and had been driven to her apartment to pack a bag for a few days. She invited Drew in as Katie would be at work, he wears his hat to cover his face up, even in short walking distance, he follows her and notices the homey welcome and the cosiness it brings. She told him to make himself at home and charged upstairs to her room, collapsing deep into her wardrobe to find her best outfits that would get Drew's heart beating. Collecting her other essentials from her bathroom, she sees Drew in her room peeping through her CD collection,

'Oh, didn't hear you come up.' She says.

'You've been taken your time.' he jokes and points down to a section on her shelf. 'You have every CD that I've made.'

'I admire your work.' she blushes, and he smiles a little bit.

'You almost done?' Ester throws her toiletries on top of her other stuff ramming it all in, just enough to get the bag closed up.

'Ready.' he picks up her bag and takes it downstairs.

Before they leave, she gets a pen and a piece of paper and leaves a note for Katie, explaining she'll be away for a few days. They make their way back to the studio and Drew passes the bag to Jordan.

'Your stuff is all packed and will be on it's way to the house.' Jordan says as he takes hers.

'Thanks J, did get some food too?' he nods,

'It's all in there.' Drew places one hand on her back and lets her walk in first. On the table, she sees a stack load of food with some healthy choices, and seeing this makes her stomach rumble. They make themselves comfy on the sofa and much down, when their stomach couldn't take no more, she closes the gap between them and sits on his lap lying down on his chest. Drew wraps is arms around her, holding her close makes him happy and felt like his heart is healing. The anticipation to fall asleep right now for Ester became a battle she didn't think would be in her schedule, he told her not to fight it. As her eyes were closed and she breathed softly, he looked at her while fiddling with her ponytail, reflecting how happy he is and what Esters' has done to him. There was no doubt Lucy did creep up a few times, but when they make love together, he's in that moment with her. Now this is happening, Drew can picture a future with Ester.

To not get caught again, he woke her up early and waited for the rest of the band members to turn up for another practice. She couldn't concentrate too much, not with the day she spent with him and with the rest of the night she'll have with him as well.

Waiting for everyone to leave, they make their way to the car and starts to drive off. Being with Drew all day, he wouldn't tell her where they are going, only that it's in Brooklyn somewhere as he wanted to continue band practice in the evenings. Halfway through the journey, she had a slight idea of where they'll be going, and she wasn't wrong. Near Manhattan beach displays multiple designer houses overpriced that are right close to the sandy area. Late into the night, the outdoor lighting signifies the house that they are staying. The opening to a double dark oak door with tall white pillars each side and she can hear the sea not too far away.

Drew opens the door and turns the lights on, and all she can do is gasp. The marbled floor with black leather sofas, red cushions and a bar in the corner, Ester can oversee the kitchen with the clean white cupboards. Near the stairs, there is a piano and a microphone stand which makes her assume this is a musicians place.

'This isn't your place?' she asks,

'No, it's a friend of mine. He's been helpful with everything in my career. He sometimes comes here to have a break from Vegas.'

'Out of all the places huh?'

He laughs. 'I'm starting to see why.' Ester smiles at him and goes upstairs, and he follows with the bags in his hands. Drew tells her which room to go too and opens to a large room with a Queen size bed connected to a balcony and an en-suite bathroom, all pure white. Her attention draws towards the balcony view, and can picture what she'll be waking up to, he sees her and views her excitement of the place.

'At least you can keep writing while we're here.' he brings her back to earth,

'What do you do during the day before practice?' She starts to untie her hair and brush her fingers out the knots.

'I produce other songs too.' The uncomfortable of the hat irritated him, and removes it, ruffling his hair out copying Ester.

'You don't stop, do you?' she flirts and steps closer to him,

'I need to keep my mind busy...' he places on hand on the side of her face and touches her nose with his '...now I have a new reason.' she smiles, 'I let you get ready for bed, you've worked hard today.' And kisses her forehead. She makes her way to the bathroom, pampering her face down with her daily skin routine and brushes her hair out. She reflects the next few days she will be able to have with Drew, the way he treats her is everything Ester wanted from a person. It made her wonder if she should change in here or in the other room where he'll be watching.

Ester comes back in to see him comfortable upright in the bed displaying his top chest, and one arm relaxed up on the back of his neck with his other hand occupied on his phone. Drew looks up and watches her strutting her way to the bed, as they made eye contact drawing the sexual tension she's been waiting for all day. From wearing the wrap dress, she unties it opening like a gown showing her underwear underneath and lets it fall. Every move she made, Drew had no intention to look away. Every curve on her body, he remembers exploring her skin and craving to touch her all over again.

She makes her place comfortable by saddling on top of him, and he holds onto her hips, he remembers the tattoo under her chest and runs his finger on each letter.

'That tickles a bit.' she giggles,

'They're beautiful lyrics.' he spoke quietly, 'You bring this warmth and positivity that I needed in my life.'

Her stomach flutters and her heart races,

'And you've given me the adventure I always wanted.' she tells him. 

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