Wanted Backstage

I’m enjoying “Good Girls”, the show is coming to an end, when I feel a hand on my shoulder that interrupts my thoughts. I turn around to see a Security Guard, which is very frightening, even though he doesn’t look angry at all. I think he even has a smile on his face.
“Is there a problem, Sir?” I ask, trying to be as polite as possible.
“No problem, Ma’am. But I have a request from Mr. Hemmings for you to meet him backstage. If that is alright with you, I ask you to follow me Ms,”


10. This Feels Like Falling in Love

***Jocelyn pov***

I awaken to the sound of Luke's heavy breathing as he lies next to me in the warm hotel bed. His big arms are around my waist, as if he is protecting me.

"Good morning, baby." I whisper into his ear. i look down at his perfect face. His eyes are gently shut, the scruff of his facial hair up against the pillow. His chest lightly rising, then falling back. He is perfect. 

He grumbles to himself, then rolls over, exposing his back to the cold air. He grabs the comforter and snuggles himself into it. I giggle at his childish ways, then unravel myself from the sheets to get up and make some coffee for the gorgeous boy in my bed. 

I walk over to the little kitchen in my suite and begin to make coffee.

"Joceyyyyyyyyyy," I hear a whine from the bed. "Jocelynnnnnn,"

"Yes?" i inquire as i make my way back to the bed.

"I'm cold, love." he tells me, giving me the puppy dog eyes.

I smile at his gesture, and his beautiful appearance in the sunlit room. 

"Come cuddle me to death." he tells me with an absolute straight face.

"My pleasure," i tell him as i jump on the bed and help myself under the covers. he wraps his arms around me again and we drift back to sleep, grateful to have found each other.

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