Absolutely Unforgivable(9)
I pulled up the first video of the band on YouTube and they were singing a cover of AC/DC’s “For Those About To Rock.” They were pretty good; it was a dead on rendition of the song.
I clicked the link to the band’s website. I don’t know what I expected to see but was surprised at how much was there. I clicked the biography page and read it eagerly. Jeromy came up behind me and leaned over to kiss my forehead and then took the seat next to me and watched over my shoulder as I read about each of the members of the band.
The drummer was Bran. I wondered what kind of name that was and Jeromy told me that his real name was Brandon, but everyone had called him Bran. Bran was tall and slender but with well-defined muscles and dark brown hair. He wore pants low around his waist and had no shirt on. He had several tattoos strewn across his chest and arms.
The lead guitar player was Zander. He was cute and had a mess of shoulder length, light brown hair with an intense look about him. He reminded me a little of Kid Rock.
The bassist was a wild-eyed guy named Travis. He had light skin and dirty blonde hair that was styled with little spikes and shone from far too much hair gel. His body was decent and the barbed wire tattoos on his arms were interesting to look at but he was nowhere near as appealing as Billy.
Jeromy’s friend Billy was the lead singer. If I weren’t so in love with Jeromy, he definitely could have captivated my attention. Billy Badass, I thought to myself, remembering what Jeromy had called him before. Now I got why that was Jeromy’s nickname for him. He definitely had that bad boy look down and no doubt stole the hearts of many girls. He had obsidian hair that tumbled all over the place, a strong jaw line and bright blue eyes with thick eyebrows that sat low on his forehead giving him a natural brooding look.
At first glance, Jeromy and Billy could be almost brothers. They both had dark, sleek hair and godlike features. Their eyes, however, set them apart. Jeromy’s eyes were a bold emerald color while Billy’s were a bright blue, equally as beautiful, only distinctly different than Jeromy’s. These two men together would be a lethal combination. I don’t know if the women of Houston, Texas could take it. Who am I kidding? I didn’t know if I could take it.
A loving smile spread over Jeromy’s face as I sat there staring at the web page. His hand, which by then was resting comfortably on my knee, slid up my thigh. This caught my attention and I turned to face him. He leaned in to kiss me, and with his lips gently pressed against mine, all thoughts of Billy left my mind.
Jeromy picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Normally so gentle and compassionate, today he was more forceful. He threw me on the bed, then began kissing me hard as his body lay on top of mine. He was an incredibly sexy man. How did I land this package of pure perfection?
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I spent the next few weeks wrapping up loose ends; putting in my notice at the bar, packing, and giving my resume yet another update, this time with our new address. Houston was a much bigger city and I felt more confident I would be able to find work with my fresh new degree in hand, than I would in Oklahoma. Things here weren’t going so well. The state was hit harder by the economic downturn than others. Our unemployment rates were higher and even those who did have jobs, earned significantly less than they did doing the same job just a few years ago.
I was horribly sad at the thought of leaving Oklahoma behind; it was all I had ever known. But at the same time I knew it was for the best. Not only did it ensure me a better financial future with far more career prospects but it also meant that I got to be with the man I loved, an unbearably gorgeous man who for some reason, loved me just as much.
When moving day finally arrived it wasn’t the complicated mess I had imagined it would be. All of our clothes and the few possessions we did have were packed up and shipped over ahead of time. We were going to fly there with just a small carry-on bag to worry about.
On the way to the airport I sat in the car across from Jeromy staring into his beautiful face. I was nervous and worried about the move, more so than I had been in the past. I knew that Jeromy loved me and that should have been enough, but I was still horribly worried about what lay ahead of me. I was moving to a strange city, a big city, and the only person I knew was him. He had many friends there but they were his friends and what if they didn’t like me? I began to panic and my heart raced. What if all of this was a huge mistake? Should I really be doing this? But then suddenly Jeromy gave me one of his adorably sexy smiles and I knew everything was going to be all right.
It would be a less than a two-hour flight, and Jeromy had flown us to Houston first class, but I didn’t really notice because I slept the entire time. By the time I woke up, we were landing in Houston. My eyes widened as I looked out the window at my new home. The buildings were so tall and everything looked majestic. I suddenly felt overcome with excitement as butterflies filled my stomach.