Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(7)

“You and me both. The quicker we do this, the quicker we can take a nap in the band’s dressing room.”

She groans again, causing me to chuckle.

“Blair?”

I look up to see a guilty looking Sam.

“Panini?” I ask him and he gives me a little nod.

“It’s on my list.” He smiles, giving me a kiss on the forehead before turning around.

“What about my kiss?” Naomi bows her head, pointing to her forehead. Sam looks at me and back at her and I burst out laughing. Sam kisses her head. Naomi looks like she just won the lottery. She knows he’s gay, but he does have that I can’t have him, but I want him more thing going on.

“Thank you. Feel the love now.” Sam shakes his head and walks off.

I am writing down Troy’s and Sam’s orders on the piece of paper Tegan gave me when I feel a nudge to my arm and I turn to Naomi, who isn’t looking at me but straight ahead. I see Nate looking at me. I feel my heart skip a beat and it almost causes me to drop the pen and paper.

Why do I have to look like a spaz when I’m around him?

“Hey, Nate,” I mumble. I almost kick myself.

“Is it okay if you do something for me?” He says a simple thing and my mind goes straight to the gutter, thinking of so many dirty scenarios.

“Of course.”

He walks slowly toward me. I hold my breath.

Say you want me.

Say you need me.

Just say you want to be inside me and you can.

“Can you get me more of that Jean Paul Gaultier?”

I give him a small smile. I got it for him five years ago for Christmas and he has been wearing it ever since.

“It will be on top of my list.”

“Thank you.” He looks at me for a second more before walking away. My eyes are on him until he’s gone. I hold on to my chest, not realizing I was still holding my breath.

“We are under their thumbs.” Naomi pulls her hair, looking up at the ceiling. “One look, one smile and we are their slaves. We are pathetic.”

I link my arm to hers. “Least we are pathetic together.” We chuckle, heading out of the building. The limo is gone. The crowd that was here before is also gone. “Right, let’s just get cracking.” We walk to the curb and I hail for a cab.

“So, getting Nate’s first as he is on top of your list, even though I know you would like to be on top of him.” Naomi waggles her eyebrows at me.

I push her a little. “You are so funny,” I say sarcastically.

“I know.” She smiles, showing her white teeth.

Once we have done everything on the list, we head to Jack’s café and once he spots us his smile lights up his face. He stops what he is doing and comes our way.

“What are you beautiful ladies doing here?” He hugs each of us.

“Jack, you flatterer.” Naomi pretends to be shy, but Jack and I both know she is anything but.

“The guys want more of your delicious food. As I am here I might as well grab something for everyone.” Like hell I want Tegan telling me to come back as she’s hungry after smelling Troy’s and Sam’s food.

“You got it.” I name what everyone would want, also adding something for me and Naomi as we deserve to eat something awesome too, but I also get us both a nice treat on top of it.

If I’m not having a nap, I need the sugar to keep me going.

We take a seat as we wait. Naomi keeps looking at Jack and when she looks back at me, she is giving me a cheeky smile.

“What?” I ask her.

“I think Jack has a soft spot for you.”

I look at her confused, then at Jack. Like he can feel me looking at him, he looks up and smiles at me. No way he can like me. I’m a nobody who works along with the band.

“You are crazy, if he did he would have asked me out by now. He’s had plenty of opportunities.”

“Men can be shy. He probably thinks you would turn him down.”

I look back at Jack. He is attractive. He does have very nice eyes, but then images of Nate and his eyes enter my mind and no one can compare to them.

“It wouldn’t work.” I slump in my seat.

“Oh, why not?” Naomi looks disappointed.

“His name is called Nate. It wouldn’t be fair if I started something up with someone as nice as Jack while I am drooling over someone else.” Jack walks over a few minutes later with a couple of bags of our food and my stomach growls, making my face turn bright red from embarrassment. “I am so sorry; my stomach is dying to eat this.” I laugh it off.

“I find it a compliment. Enjoy.”

“I will. Thank you again.” I give him a warm smile, which he returns. I follow Naomi to the door and when I reach it I can’t help but turn around and Jack is smiling, still watching me. I give him a little wave and turn back around and leave.

Once we are back home Naomi pleads to take Troy his food. I would let her do it, but seeing her offering her first born to me just to give Troy his baguette is the funniest thing to watch.

I head to Sam’s room, handing him his food, then I go to Tegan’s, hanging up her clothes, then I pass her a chicken salad, which she takes eagerly. I place mine and Naomi’s food in my room, then I head to Nate’s room. I knock on his door but get no answer.