Falling Down(27)

"Sounds like you're making it one."
"No. You are making it one. We barely know one another."
"So what? We'll get to know one another--in and out of bed."
"How do you propose we do that when we have one more day on this shoot and then we go our separate ways?"
"We'll figure it out."
I shake my head. "I'm not going to deny my attraction to you. That's just stupid, but that's it. Attraction, lust, want, desire. That's all."
"You keep telling yourself that, Lucy."
"It's the truth."
"Uh-huh."
Frustrating, arrogant, egotistical rockstar!
"They're waiting for us. We need to go," he says as he grabs my hand pulling me down the hallway. Spenser laughs behind us. What the hell? As we near the conference room, I struggle to pull my hand out of his and he just clings.
"Let go."
"I don't think so."
"Jesse. Stop."
He meets my gaze, looking for something. He must see whatever it is he was searching for because he nods slightly.
He lifts our hands and presses a kiss to our knuckles. "I'll let you go. For now."
He releases my hand and I roll my eyes.
"I'm not going to be yours, Jesse."
"You already are."
With that, he walks into the conference room, leaving me standing alone in the hallway.
"What the hell is wrong with that man?" I ask to no one in particular.
No. I. Am. Not. I am not his. Crushing on him, lusting after him--yes. He's got an ego problem if he thinks he can claim me after working with me for two days. I've come across his kind before and that's how I learned to keep me to me. Jumping into something because of the attraction, because it feels good--some people are built for that, but I'm not. I've learned the hard way that broken hearts never truly mend, never become whole again. There are always a few missing pieces left behind with the careless one who did the breaking and they don't even appreciate your sacrifice. Those remaining pieces are their trophy.
I won't make that mistake again.




Chapter Six
Lucy
"What's shakin', doll?" this, from Xander, Falling Down's drummer and the smoothest talking man I've ever met.
"Hey," I say with a smile as I take a seat. "Sera and I would like to talk to you all about…"
"Our total life change," she interrupts.
"What? You're getting sex changes?" Ben says with a chuckle.
"No, smart ass," Sera glares.
Jesse hands me a diet Coke and takes a seat next to me. I force a smile.
"Thanks."
"No problem, Luce." He opens the top of his Coke bottle and takes a long swallow. I get caught up in the movement of his throat as the liquid flows from his mouth and down into his throat. His mouth--that mouth, those lips--pressed against the rim of the bottle. I want those lips on me.
"Jesus, Lucy. Look away from the hottie and let's get to business."
Jesse grins, I blush. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. So I was saying--"
I get cut off when the conference room door opens.
"What's up, f*ckers?" Jace exclaims and Sera and I squeal and run over and hug him. I jump up, wrapping my arms and legs around him, and he smacks my ass.
"Oh my God, we weren't expecting to see you here!"
"Max said you were still here, so here I am."
"This is awesome," Sera says with a laugh.
There's a clearing of a throat and I turn to a frowning, stern-faced Jesse. Oh boy. Mine. I roll my eyes.
"Everyone, this is Jace. He grew up with us and he's come out here to play with us."
"Play?" Jesse says with a scowl. I want to laugh. Jealousy is a different look for Jesse.