Falling Down(23)

"Hello!" Sera says. "We have connections to Jesse Kingston. He'll help. I'm sure of it."
"I can't ask him to do that."
"Why the hell not? You heard them yesterday. They want us to do this."
"True. Okay, I'll see what he says. I'll talk to him and Cage together today. I'm so excited to see you Jace!"
"We're going to rock the hell out of it, you know this, right Luce?"
"I know it," I nod to Sera.
"Anything you can't take on the plane that you want to bring, box it up. I'll have someone come take care of it for you."
"Thanks Luce."
"You betcha baby. Just pick up your ticket at the counter. You're all set. I paid for extra luggage so you can bring an extra bag."
"Woman, I'm not like you and Sera."
I laugh. "I know, but this is forever, Jace."
He pauses. "Forever."
"I've got to get in the shower but I'll see you tonight. Max will be there to pick you up."
"Thanks, both of you. Not just for the ticket or the car, but for including me."
"You're the best bass guitarist we know," Sera says. "There's no one we want more."
"Cool."
"I'm off," I say as I head toward the shower before I start to cry. Our dream is starting to come true.
***~~~***
When we get on set, we're met by an extremely enthusiastic Spenser.
"What's up, Spense?"
"What's up?" he asks incredulously. "Are you f*cking with me right now, Luciana Russo?"
I just stare.
"You haven't seen the internet or turned on a television, have you?"
"Oh shit," Sera says.
"Uh, no." Shit. Last night. Club Sunset. Flashes. Paparazzi. Me and Jesse. Mmm, me and Jesse. I familiar ache settles between my thighs as I remember how it felt to touch and kiss him.
"Come with me," he pulls me along with him, Sera following on our heels. He heads to an office and turns on the television. It's seven-thirty and all the morning news and talk shows are just getting started and there we are. The first channel.
Me and Jesse pressed as tightly together as we can be, my arms around his waist, my nails digging into his back. His hands are cupping my face, his thigh between my legs. Jesus. We look as hot as it felt.
"They're speculating. No one has any idea what's going on between you two or how you connected," Spenser says.
"After all that last night, we went home and grabbed our stuff and we stayed at a hotel. We didn't have to deal with the paps but you can bet your ass they're camped out at our front gate," Sera says with an arch of her brow.
"Well, hell. We need to change it up for Jace. He can't go to the house. I won't subject him to that."
"He can stay at the hotel with us. We booked the entire floor."
I nod at Sera and put a call in to Max and Frank.
I glance at the computer and see Spenser has pulled up a video of me and Jesse. A video. Holy God.
I make a strangled noise and Sera tells Spenser to play it. It starts from the beginning of my dance with Jesse and ends with the flash. It's the entire thing. It's sexy and it's hot and I want to do it again.
"Oh my God," I breathe out.
"It's sexy as hell," Spenser exclaims.
"Hell yeah it is," Jesse says from behind me. I whip around to see him leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, feet crossed at the ankles. He appears to be completely relaxed, rather blasé about the whole bullshit media gossipfest.
I huff. "Honestly Jesse."
One side of his mouth lifts in a smirk.
"Don't you smirk at me."