Todos os capítulos de If Tomorrow Never Comes: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I drove around town, looking for an apartment, biding my time until it was time to go to the studio. Then, I thought of Logan’s apartment building. He had said that there were apartments available there. I sighed, wondering if it would be too weird to get an apartment so near Logan.The hell with it, I thought as I quickly turned the car around and headed back to his apartment complex. My heart raced at the possibility of seeing Logan again, but I quickly pushed the thought aside. After all, I was going on tour for God knew how long and I had no idea when I’d be back. He would probably have a girlfriend by then, and would have forgotten all about me. But it was a chance I would have to take.After parking my car in front of the office, I walked inside. Luckily, it was out of sight from Logan’s apartment. I didn’t want him to think I was stalking him or something. As I walked in, I was a bit leery, not sure if I wanted to start something with Log

Frank nodded as he bit his lower lip. “Okay, but make it quick. We’re wasting valuable studio time.”“You got it!” Mason said, and then walked quickly toward the door, motioning for us to follow. He walked out the back of the studio. The sun shone down brightly in the sky, but a warm breeze was blowing. “What the hell were you thinking in there?” Mason asked, turning on Logan. “Man, we have a shot to go on tour …”“As a backup band!” Logan interjected as his eyes flared.“He said that we could do our originals, too!” Kyle interjected, trying to keep his voice down.“Yeah, but what do we do when the crowd is chanting her name?” Logan replied.It felt as if he had just slapped me in the face. “Well, you guys hash it out, but I’m going in.” I needed to leave before I said something that I would regret.“Wait a minute…&

I walked around the waiting room, and then over to the glass double doors. The sun was already starting to set over the horizon as shades of red, orange, pink, and yellow streaked across the sky. A yawn escaped my lips as I started feeling the effects of the day. In fact, so much had happened over the course of the last few days that it was taking its toll on me. I was suddenly so tired that I was ready to fall asleep where I stood.“Hey, sugar,” an older woman said in a pronounced southern drawl from behind the receptionist desk, interrupting another one of my yawns. “Do you have a place to stay?”I laughed. “Yes, I do,” I said, and then set down my guitar case and my purse. “I’m just waiting for one of the guys.”She nodded. “Rex?”I laughed so hard that it definitely woke me up. “Not just no, but hell no.”The woman laughed. “It’s just as well.” Then,

Logan set down his guitar and looked around as we entered the apartment, then headed toward the kitchen. “Wow! This is great! How many bedrooms do you have?”I set my guitar down against the wall and placed my keys on a side table near the door. “One,” I said as I walked into the kitchen, where Logan was hard at work unpacking milk, cereal, coffee, tea, sugar … temporary things that I would need. “What in the world?”Logan looked up from the refrigerator after sliding in the milk. “I just got you a few things.”“I don’t drink coffee,” I said, not sure if Logan was planning on staying overnight. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it, as I’d only known him for a few days. “Or, at least, I haven’t until now.”“Have you ever tried it?” he asked, pulling a coffee maker out of the cabinet.“Wow! You sure know your way around a kitchen.&rdq

Then, he closed his eyes and leaned back as he ran his fingers through his hair, as if torn between what was right and what he wanted. He bent down and French kissed me, allowing me to taste my own juices on his lips. Then, he pulled back, breathless. “Not tonight. Don’t get up. I’ll get you a towel.”He hurried down the hallway toward the bathroom, and I already felt his absence. He was back a moment later and ran a warm, wet rag between my legs, and then dried me off with a towel. “Stand up a minute.”I did as he asked and he lay down on the couch toward the back, still shirtless, but with his jeans still on. “Come here.”I lay down beside him on the couch. He easily turned my body around so that he was spooning me from behind, and then pulled the blanket over his both.I could feel his rock-hard erection through his jeans resting between my ass cheeks as he cupped my breast with his hand.He whispe