Manage Me (Toven's Circus #1) (28 page)

“Hot tub?” Nell asks both eyebrows raised in question.

“I have no idea what she is talking about.”

“It was a long time ago, none of us remember.” Ryker kicks in.

“That’s fine, Finn can’t hold his hand over her mouth forever. Ash will tell me eventually, won’t you Ash?” Ashton nods her head.

“Fuck, fucking just please remember that we were like 15 and horny little fuckers.” 

“I promise,” she says grinning huge and trying her hardest to not laugh.

I glare at her and Ashton knowing there is going to be no living this down but I take a deep breathe. “Freshmen year, the three of us were fucking pathetic with girls. Despite spending every waking moment with Ashton, she was absolutely no damn help. At the time, you know who …uh, Court, was a friend but not really on my raider yet.” Flustered I take another deep breathe before continuing. “Anyway, it was the summer of our sophomore year, we were all sitting in the hot tub at Finn’s house one evening when Ashton got out to get everyone drinks. I had flipped around to tell her something and discovered the jet feels, uh, feels fucking awesome on my junk. I told Finn and Ryker. Let’s just say we ended up spending a lot of time in the hot tub that summer.”
 

“Oh my god…” Nell says, her nose scrunched up. “That’s disgusting. And Ashton was still getting in the hot tub with you guys throughout the summer without a clue?”
 

“Why do you think her skin looks so youthful?” cracks Ryker and I let out a snicker.

“I actually discovered their new practice not too soon after they did. They started asking me to get them more and more stuff and when I walked out to ask them something one day, they were all turned into a corner looking like they were experiencing an exorcism.” She says laughing. “From then on anytime it was ‘hot tub time’, I would go downstairs to play video games.” Ashton and Nell crack up at our expense. I am surprised it took so long for Ashton to start spilling our horror stories but I consider buy duct tape for future use.

“Fucking finally!” I shout as we pull into a spot in the secured parking garage under the MGM Grand, where we will be performing tonight. “Fucking story time is over. Let’s go grab some shit, so we can stay in a room tonight.” I grab Nell’s hand, dragging her up intending to steal a quick kiss but end up tumbling deeply into her. Lifting her, she wraps her legs around my hips, and we make our way to the back bedroom.

Chapter 39

Nell

As tour manager, I get to make up the schedule for the band in each city. Their schedules usually consist of sound check and publicity interviews with local radio stations. The schedule for Vegas is a busy one and has a couple club appearances added after the concert. Luckily, I had called and scheduled our rooms a head of time because the hotel was booked up because of the concert that night. Leaving Emily left to figure herself out, as she wasn’t part of the band, so not my problem.

Maybe I could be nicer to her but I don’t think someone being pregnant gives them a free pass to be a dick to anyone and everyone. Add to that, she is trying her hardest to get into Jaden’s head. He tells me right away when she’s cornered him. Waiting until I’ve been busy with tour stuff to catch him alone. She’s tried to convince him they should be together, that she is in love with him, that she knows he loves her, and they should be together for the baby. To say that I’d like to claw the bitch’s eyes out would be accurate. I haven’t asked Jaden to kick her off yet because tomorrow they go in for a non-invasive prenatal paternity test. They will draw blood from both Jaden and Emily and they will be able to match up the DNA with 99.9% accuracy, without doing any harm to the baby.

I wasn’t raised with religion or anything but I prey to whoever may be listening, that this baby isn’t Jaden’s and we won’t be trapped by this woman for the rest of our lives. Because I have realized that I do want forever with him, that I am crazy, stupid, madly in love with him and I have an epic plan to tell him how I feel finally. But first…

Step 1. Get rid of the boys for the day.

When I made up the schedule for the interviews and radio appearances, I left out Ashton, I just didn’t tell the guys. They believed that she was sick in bed, needing to stay there all day and rest up for tonight. Damn sudden flu. So once they saw that she was in safe hands, tucked away in her bed, they left for the day.

Check

Step 2: Pick up Gemma from the Airport.

This is pretty self-explanatory, but I want to mention that I had to fight Ryker on this, because he was relentless about wanting to pick her up. Even going so far as swiping my phone while I was texting with her. Which reminds me, I need to check Amazon for a chastity belt. In other words, Ryker’s a manwhore, I’ve seen things that I wish I could un-see, and Gemma isn’t going to be another notch on that totem pole.

In the cab on the way to the airport my phone tweets with a text from Gemma;

Gemma: Hey Babe, cum get me. I’m grabbing my shiet now. <3

Nell: Be there in 5. Can’t wait 2cu!!

Gemma: Me 2 <3

As we pull around the corner, I spot Gemma right away, and point her out to the cabbie. Her skin tight white pants are like a beacon to be followed. Adorably pared with a ¾ length black and white thin striped boat neck tee. Her leather jacket tossed over her arm and she has on her trusty black shit kicker boots.  Before he comes to a full stop, I fling my door open, and I’m jumping out, into her waiting arms. Tears fill my eyes and drip down my face, as I cling to her sniveling for a few minutes until the cabbie clears his throat.

“Ladies, we need to get moving.” He says gently. I release Gemma and she whips my face with her thumbs.

“Thanks Gem, It’s been fucking crazy here. I didn’t know that was going to happen.” I chuckle.

“No worries, Babe, I got you.” She says kissing my cheek and linking her arm with mine and leading me to the cab. We head back to the hotel to stow Gemma’s luggage then head out to the strip.

Check

Step 3: SHOPPING and Sex-ifying Ashton

We spend the day finding Ashton the perfect outfit that will make Finn lose his shit. Back at the hotel, Gemma created a master piece of awesome with her hair. Using braids along the sides, she created a Mohawk look with Ashton’s long black hair. I did her make-up using smoky greys and silvers to bring light to her blue eyes. We add some “I want to suck your cock” red lipstick before letting her go get dressed.

Giggling drifts out from the bedroom and we head in to check on her. Ashton’s bare ass is the first thing we see upon entering the room, as she is leaning over the bed, her new black leather pants around her knees.

“What the bloody hell?” Gemma giggles.

“I…can’t…!” she’s laughing so hard she can’t even talk. “I’m so nervous, I’m sweaty and can’t pull my pants on.” She finally gets out with a snorts.

“NO BABY POWDER!” I yell flying across the room and jumping on the bed to land next to the struggling Ashton. We all end up on the bed laughing like idiots.

“What the fuck are you girl’s doing? And why is Ashton’s ass out?” Comes Ryker’s gruff voice causing us to all freeze.

“What’s up Ryk, shouldn’t you guys be busy?” I ask.

“We were worried about Ashton and wanted to see if she was feeling better. Didn’t realize you girls were keeping us busy so you could have fun without us. But since I am here.” He starts swaggering forward, toeing off his chucks, and tugging on his shirt.

“You wish, Beefcake” I chuckle, sliding off the bed and straightening my clothes.

“Fuck yeah, I do, I’m rock hard at the thought.” He says while grabbing the bulge in his pants. Gemma saunters up to him, blatantly looking at his swollen jeans. She licks her lips and leans in close but pulls back making a grossed out face.

“You smell like dank pussy. Too bad, I was about to give you a chance. Now get out so we can help Ashton get dressed.” She says with a push to his chest but as she goes to step back Ryker grabs her wrist.

“I’ll get my chance.” He whispers just loud enough for me to hear before turning and leaving the room.

“Be careful there Gem. Ryker isn’t the light, easy guy he appears.” I warn, not entirely sure who I am protecting, her or him.

“Yeah, I got that.” She says thoughtfully but her mind isn’t present with us anymore.

We are able to get Ashton into her skin tight pants. I am sure Finn is going to cum in his pants when he sees her ass, because the pants are so tight you could see the outline of a hair, if there were any that is. Along with the pants, we found a lacy black bra to go under a silver halter-crop-top that is covered in sparkles, that leaves her whole tight and toned stomach to just under her breast bare. And a crimson motorcycle jacket, so she can peel away layers, not letting Finn see everything all at once. And my favorite part, a pair of black Zan sandals by L.A.M.B.

As we are heading down the elevator, making our way towards the venue when, “Sexual Hallucination” by In This Moment, starts playing on my phone.

Knowing its Jaden, I answer “Hi, my Love,” I grin.

“I hear your cheating on me with pussies.” He grinds out and I can’t help but laugh.

“Awe Cookie, you know I love your cock way too much to give it up.”

“I’m not fucking joking, Beauty.” He growls.

“Jaden, you cannot be fucking serious right now. What the hell do you think we were doing, having a rug munching buffet?” I’m pissed he doesn’t trust me, even with a couple females. “Jesus, we were laying on the bed laughing our asses off. Ashton had her pants stuck around her knees. We were just laughing and having fun. You need to chill the fuck out. I don’t fucking cheat, I never have and I never will, especially on you, you fucking ass!” I hang up as he starts to apologize. I need some time to settle down, so when the elevator stops at our floor, I tell the girls to go along without me, and I will be to the show soon.

Chapter 40

Jaden

I know I am an asshole. I should have known Ryker was fucking with me, but it was a long fucking day of answering questions and trying to dodge shit about my personal life. Despite telling them beforehand that personal questions are off limits they always try to sneak them in, catching you off guard. So when Ryker told me he walked in on the girl laying half naked on the bed together, jealousy, fear, and anger surged through me. And what do irrational men do when they are scared? We lash out at the woman we love.

Groveling is what I need to do and we have only thirty minutes until we hit the stage. Fuck, I am an asshole. I kick out at a stack of drum cases sending them scattering to the floor with a thundering crash. When Ryan the sound tech for Toven’s Circus comes up to help me restack them, I get an idea.

“Hey Ryan, can I add something to the set?” I ask, sending Ryan’s face into a nasty twist.