Playing (Inked Hearts 2) - Page 679

It's the day after Christmas, and Miles has been here, in my parents' Newport Beach place, for a week. Things between me and my parents were strained at first, but I had a heart-to-heart with Mom and Dad. We sat at the dining-room table until midnight, crying and laughing, and trading stories about Ros

ie and how much we missed her. Mom even put one of the family pictures back up.

"Well, we both know you'll never manage to be quiet," he says.

"So you'll have to live with blue balls."

"No, I'll have to invent some kind of catastrophe so your parents are called to the hospital and we have the place to ourselves."

"They're going out to dinner tonight," I say.

"That's hours away."

He slides his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. My ass is presses against his erection. Yes, it would feel amazing to fuck Miles again, but I'm a little preoccupied.

"In due time," I say. "You're supposed to be supporting me."

He grabs the mouse and navigates to the next page. UCSF. "You want me to do the honors?"

"Yes, please."

Click.

Submitting…

Thank you for submitting to UCSF!

"Why are you leaving tomorrow?" I ask. "Does Sinful Serenade really need its singer that badly?"

"Desperately." He runs his hands over my shoulders. "Why don't you come with me?"

Next application. Stanford. Click. Submitting… Done.

"I can't," I say. "I have school. And work."

"You're off work until your semester starts. It's an international tour. Our first international tour. You can be a part of history." He presses his lips to my neck. "And it ends the second day of school."

Next application. UCLA. Click. Submitting… Done.

"You want to take me to Tokyo and Osaka and Madrid and London?" I ask.

"And Paris and Berlin and a few other cities I don't remember." He turns me around so we're face to face. "Come. We can hang out backstage every night and tour fantastic cities every day."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." He rubs my shoulders. "I want you to come. And to tour with me."

A million excuses pop into my brain, but none of them matter. Traveling the world with my hot rock-star boyfriend—I'd be a fool to say no.

"Okay," I say.

"That's it—okay?"

"Hell to the yes! Better?"

"Much."

I turn back around so I'm facing the computer. One more application. The one I was dreading for a million years.

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