Falling Down(72)


"Let's go get some food," Ethan says. Everyone murmurs their agreement and as we're walking out of the building, I shake my head again. I just can't believe this is happening and it's happening so fast.
Jesse puts his arm around my shoulders again. I'm sure it'll hit me later, when I come down from my rocktastic high, how touchy-feely Jesse is with me, but right now I'm just floating on cloud nine.
"It really does feel like a dream, Jesse."
He presses a kiss to my forehead. "It's your dream coming true, Luce. Enjoy every f*cking second of it."
"I intend to."
Ethan reaches out and pinches my ass. "You're not dreaming."
I squeal and give Ethan a look. He laughs and tries to hide behind Jesse. I chase him down the hall.
"You can run, but you can't hide, Ethan!" I yell.
He stops, turns and looks right at me. "I don't want to run from you, Lucy. You can pinch or smack my ass anytime you want." He wiggles his eyebrows.
Jesse frowns. "No pilfering, Ethan."
"Pilfering. Did you get a word-of-the-day app on your phone?" Ethan chuckles.
"Shut the f*ck up."
As they continue their banter, I take a deep breath, rubbing my ass. This is it. This is real. This is our dream, my dream. I can't wait to get started.
We are Blush and we are ready to go.





Chapter Thirteen
Lucy
"Jesse?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you keep touching me?"
He shrugs. "Because I can."
I blow out a breath.
"I never gave you permission to touch me."
He shrugs. "You gave it to me the first time you screamed my name."
Jesus. He's been touching me all day. How can I get over the man when he keeps touching me? How can I get past the weekend of f*cktastic sex when he follows me home? Yep, seriously. He followed me home. We all went to lunch and afterward, he invited himself over. His reasoning is to help pick out songs but we're not even doing that today. We're going house hunting, or we were. I'm not sure how that's going to happen unless Jesse's bored enough to tag along.
"You remember I told you Sera and I are going house hunting, right?"
"I do. Ben and I know of a few properties that are available for a decent price."
"It doesn't have to be anything as extravagant as Casa Falling Down. I doubt I'm going to have the entire band living with me."
Jesse chuckles. "Sure you will. You, Sera, and Jace already live together. You're good friends with Megan so she'll for sure move in and Trace being Trace will move in because he's going to want to be with his band mates."
"I don't know. I'm sure Trace is going to want privacy when he brings home his girlie friends."
"He'll likely keep a f*ck-pad for that."
"Well, hell," Sera says.
"Oh boy. Okay, so we'll need at least five bedrooms, plus two just in case mom and dad and Joey stay, plus two for whoever's on duty. Okay, yeah. And I want to put in a studio. Half Casa Falling Down size it is."
Ben snickers.
"Max will drive us. Some of the paparazzi followed us here," Frank tells us.
"Followed us all the way out to Santa Monica? Are you kidding me?"
"Afraid not."
"Well that sucks great big hairy donkey balls."
"That it does," Frank says with a smirk.
"Donkey balls?" Ben asks.
"Don't ask," Max tells him.
"You're better off not knowing."
"You're probably right."
"Okay then, let's go house hunting."
***~~~***
"Well that sucked," Sera says.

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