“Xander, just because you have a key doesn’t mean you don’t have to knock.”
“Shut up, River. I’ve been calling you since seven this morning. If you’d answer your goddamn phone I wouldn’t have had to bring everyone here.”
Nix makes himself at home and flops his feet up on the table. “Got any coffee?”
Ignoring Nix, Xander says, “Ellie Bryce, meet my brother, River, in the flesh. At least now you can see he actually does exist.”
She extends her finely manicured hand over the bar and River moves beside me to shake it. When she speaks, her voice is confident and strong, “Sorry for the intrusion, but I do need your input and Xander insisted we come over.”
River responds as he releases her hand, “Nice to meet you. I’m sorry I haven’t made any of your meetings, but now actually isn’t the best time.”
Xander shoots River a look. “No time seems to be the best time for you, so let’s say we do it now.”
River tenses. I wrap my arm around his waist and look up at him. “Hey, I’ve got stuff I can do, we can finish talking later.”
Ellie reaches over to me and her silver bangles jingle as we shake hands. “You must be Dahlia. It’s a pleasure.”
“Hi. Nice to meet you.” Then I become aware as I look at her that I have no underwear on under River’s T-shirt. River is also only half dressed, which is evident when her eyes seem to linger a little too long on him.
He leans over and whispers in my ear, “You sure?”
I nod and tuck my hand in the waistband of his jeans.
River looks at Ellie and says, “Since Xander is insisting, what’s so urgent?”
“Everything has to be marked urgent with you, otherwise we can’t get your attention,” Xander retorts.
“We need to firm up some details for each tour stop and make arrangements for the venues,” Ellie responds cheerfully, ignoring Xander’s comment.
Xander takes a step toward the bar and pulls a stool out for Ellie. His eyes flash toward us and hastily away when he notices my clothing, or lack thereof. Smirking, he mumbles, “Guess we caught you at a bad time.”
Unresponsive, River moves to stand in front of me as Garrett walks into the kitchen behind us. River twists his head and shoots him a look.
Garrett averts his eyes immediately. “Oh, sorry man. I didn’t realize . . .” Cutting himself off he points to the pot on the counter and says, “Nix wants coffee, but I can make it later. Right now I’ll make like a busboy and get the fork out of here.” With that he promptly turns and leaves the kitchen and I start laughing at him.
Looking back toward Xander, River tries to control his laughter as he says, “Why don’t you take everyone out back?”
“Yeah, sure. No problem,” he says but he doesn’t move, he just continues to stare.
Back in the living room, Garrett slaps Nix on the knee and tells Ellie to follow him as he walks toward the glass doors.
Xander stays put until everyone has left the room, then running his eyes over River’s bare chest he says, “Bro, it’s almost eleven on a workday, you two really need to get over the whole rabbits-and– honeymoon phase and join the real world.”
“Fuck off.”
Xander feigns offense and puts his palm on his chest. Then gesturing to me he quotes the line River used to say to the guys before he became comfortable swearing in front of me. “Language, man, language.”
River reaches his arm back around me and pulls the hem of my shirt down.
Xander continues to laugh as he walks toward the doors and exits to the patio. “Hurry up and get dressed. It’s rude to keep everyone waiting.”
River and I head to the bedroom. He grabs a shirt and as he’s slipping it on he says, “Hopefully this won’t take too long.” When he kisses me and turns toward the door, I grab his arm. “Hey, what were you going to say before Xander came in?”
He pauses a brief second, then kisses me again. “That I love you.”
“River, I know something else is going on. What is it? Just tell me.”
“It’s nothing, really. I just think all of this tour shit is getting to me.” Both his voice and his eyes waver and I’m not convinced that’s really what he was going to tell me.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Maybe later. Let me go take care of the latest issues before Xander loses it.”
I offer him a reassuring smile before he turns back around and walks toward the door. As he disappears I can’t help but hope that the actual tour goes better than the planning of it—for everyone’s sake.
In the shower I decide I should probably get a new phone today. On the way out of the bathroom, I glance at all the pictures on my dresser and my eyes stop on the one of Grace and me at my graduation. I have to talk to her today. Using the house phone, I call her and make plans to meet her in Laguna for lunch.
Once I pull my jeans on, throw my Madonna T-shirt over my head, and grab my black sweater, I put my tall black boots on and head for the kitchen. Glancing outside, I can see everyone is deep in conversation, except River. He’s hunched over, scrubbing the palms of his hands over his eyes. Even though I know he’s going on tour out of obligation, agreeing to it may not have been the best choice for him or the band.
There’s a knock at the front door and I am surprised to see Caleb standing there. “Hey, come on in.”
He steps in. “Hi, how are you?”
I give him a small smile, but don’t answer. I’m not really sure how I am. I feel like I have a million questions to ask him, but don’t want to get into it yet. He knew all about Ben—no, he didn’t only know about Ben, he helped Ben. I feel resentment toward him and a little bitterness as well. I think he senses it.
He drops his head and looks anywhere but at me. “I just have to check on one of the circuits for the security system. The motion sensors seem to be failing and I think I need to replace the board.”
“Oh okay, sure.” Then pointing over my shoulder I say, “You know the way downstairs.”
“It shouldn’t take too long.”
“Caleb, it’s fine.”
“Hey Dahlia. I’m sorry about everything. I never wanted you to get hurt.”
I hear the glass doors open and I turn around. River walks in the room and Caleb looks up, startled—but quickly composes himself. “Hey River, sorry to intrude, I tried to call.”
Walking over to us, River extends his hand and Caleb reciprocates. “Hey man, it’s fine, what’s up?”
“I think I know why the alarm system keeps tripping. I need to check a board. I think it might be faulty.”
“No problem.” River nods his head toward the stairs that lead to the security hub downstairs. “You need help?”
“No, I got it. It’ll just take a minute.” Caleb heads downstairs.
Looking over at River I can see he’s stressing out. “Everything okay?”
He runs his hands through my hair. “Yeah, everything is fine.”
Fighting back the urge to kiss him, distract him to take away his stress, I take his face in my hands. “They didn’t look fine.”
“We’re just going through a list of details for each stop. Boring shit, really. You can join us if you want?”
“Ummm . . . I’ll pass on the boring conversations, but thanks anyway.”
Laughing a little he says, “I don’t blame you, I wish I would have passed.”
I shake my head at him. “You sure about this?”
His arms frame either side of me and he presses me up against the wall. He drags his tongue over his bottom lip and drops his head to my neck. “Sure about going back out there? No.”
I push him back. “I mean the tour.”
“I really don’t want to talk about the tour,” he says before his tongue finds mine and we both momentarily forget what we were talking about.