Page 47 of As I Am
"None. Honest. We behaved." Ky smiled at Kylie. "Not that she didn't try to lead me astray."
"Yeah, she does tend to get into trouble without trying." Carson laughed.
"I'm innocent." Kylie stood. "Anyway, I'm going to go unload all this shit in my room, then the rest of the band and I are meeting for dinner at six if you can keep your hands off each other long enough to join us. Gene just said he got us reservations at some steak place that is supposed to be amazing."
"We'll go." Carson ran his nose along Ky's neck. "I need to get out of the room for a bit."
"I'll text you when we are leaving." Kylie grabbed her bags. "I had a great time, Ky. Next time you want to escape him for a while, give me a call. We can go out again." She reached in her pocket and pulled out Carson's credit card. "I think you'll want this." She tossed it at him.
He let it fall to the floor, refusing to let go of Ky to grab it. "Thanks, Kylie." He really owed her for taking Ky out. He hoped it helped ease the tension between Ky and the band too. Kylie could get anyone to relax.
"Yep, see you guys." She was out the door before they could respond.
As the door clicked shut, Carson turned Ky on his lap so that he was straddling him, with his knees on either side of his legs. "So honestly, did you have fun?"
"I did, but I will never use all the stuff she insisted I buy." Ky gripped Carson's shoulders. "You weren't kidding when you said she liked to shop."
Carson laughed. "Kylie changes clothes three times a day. Between her and her girlfriend, their place is one big walk-in closet."
"She's a lot of fun." Ky bent and bit Carson's shoulder gently, drawing a moan from him. "I missed you though."
"I missed you too. I worried she would keep you out all night." Carson slid his hands up Ky's back.
"She talked about it. If we had a place to store our bags, she would've." Ky licked a trail up Carson's neck. "I was going to get you something, but figured it wouldn't be right buying you a gift using your own money."
"I have everything I need right here." Carson was trying to behave, but the way Ky was moving over his cock was making it hard. "I'm warning you now. You keep moving like that and I'm going to fuck you right here on the couch."
Ky stilled. "As much as I want that, it would mean getting undressed again, and I've done that way too many times today." He stared into Carson's eyes. "Will you hate me if we wait until tonight after we get home from dinner?"
"I could never hate you. That was the whole reason I gave you the warning. I'm pretty sure if the two of us get naked now, we won't be going out to dinner." Carson gently moved Ky so he was laying over his lap again and not putting pressure directly on his cock. "So, I was thinking, we are in Portland next week. How about if I see if I can get us tickets to the soccer game? It's almost the end of the season and I haven't seen a game yet."
Ky nodded. "I don't know a lot about soccer, but it would be fun. You can teach me what I don't know. I mean I played when I was a kid, but we didn't do more than chase the ball. Can you go to a game like that?"
"I have to arrange a suite or secure seats for us. It's just a matter of a few phone calls. Calvin handles it for me. I just thought it would be fun to go out and get out of the hotel for a while. We have a few days off between shows in Portland and Seattle, so we'll have time to kill."
"It sounds fun." Ky closed his eyes. "It's like I'm living a lifetime of experiences in the few weeks I'm with you."
Carson pulled Ky's shoes off and started to massage his foot. "You need to get used to things like that. I know you're going to be working and stuff, but there are events I would love to take you to. The Grammys and other events, I'd like to have you by my side for stuff like that."
Ky shook his head as he opened his eyes. "I'd embarrass you at stuff like that. I don't even own a suit."
"So, we get you a tux. You'll never embarrass me, Ky. Don't ever worry about that."
"I just don't know that I'd fit into a scene like that."
"And you think I do? I thought I'd get sick the first time I went, then the next year when I won and actually had to get up on stage and make a speech, yeah, that didn't go well. I fumbled over my words and sounded like a three-year-old with a mouthful of peanut butter."
"I'm sure it wasn't that bad." Ky sighed. "That feels good."
"I'm glad. I figured you could use it after chasing Kylie around all day."
"I had fun. I really like her."
"I do too. She can hold her own with the guys in the band, and outplays almost all of us."
"When do I get to hear you play?"
"Hmm, maybe tonight after dinner. It depends if the band wants to play around after. I left my guitar on the bus, so I'd have to borrow Gene's."
