Page 41 of Rockstar Untamed
Sailor looked around at her little family and again felt so lucky. She was also glad there was no awkwardness between her and Soleil, who greeted them both with “Hey, slut” and a huge grin as she came in for dinner earlier and high-fived Sailor. Sailor watched her now.That mouth was on my nipples, those lips on my clit. Soleil winked at her. Sailor had never been attracted to a woman like she was to Soleil, but she wasn’tinlove with Solly. Sailor got up and went over to see what the men were doing. Tim grinned at her. “Dad’s terrible at this game.”
Bodhi looked despairing. “He’s not wrong.”
Sailor sat on the arm of the chair, her arm around Bodhi’s shoulders as she watched them play. Soon Soleil joined them. “All arranged. We fly up on Thursday, stay overnight at the Four Seasons. Our bodyguards will be staying in style, and you’re paying, Bodhi,” she said cheerfully. Bodhi shrugged good naturedly.
“Anything for my girls.”
Sailor leaned her head against his shoulder, and Bodhi handed Soleil his game controller. “Here, see if you can make anything of this damned game.”
Soleil settled in beside Tim, and soon they were yelling and laughing as they played. Bodhi kissed Sailor’s forehead and gazed down at her.
“I love you,” he mouthed, and she smiled.
“I love you too,” she whispered and pressed her lips against his.
Bay wrapped Sailor in a huge hug then ushered her into the seat next to her bed. Sailor was glad to see that her friend looked better than Sailor had expected, just a little pale. Her post-baby body was already slimming down. Bay grinned when she saw Sailor’s scrutiny.
“Breast feeding. Best diet in the world.” Bay winced a little, favoring her left leg as she sat on the edge of her bed. Sailor squeezed her hand.
“Are you in pain?”
“Some. Could have been alotworse.” Bay nodded over to her son, sleeping soundly in his crib. “The terror of Stu being in the same room as Buddy…Sailor, I would have happily died to protect my son, I was damned if Stu Lawson was going to get away with it.”
Sailor swallowed. “I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am. I’m sorry you got dragged into my crap, Bay.”
“Don’t be silly. Stu would have come after me anyway. Some men, god,somemen think they have a God-given right to say whether a woman lives or dies. Scumbags.” Bay sounded angry and hurt and Sailor’s eyes filled with tears.
“I know. I just don’t know what to do.”
Bay rubbed her belly unconsciously as she chewed on her bottom lip. “Me either. It’s a bigger problem than either you or me, girl. We just have to deal with this situation. I suspect you feel the same as me, no ivory towers and twenty-four-seven security details, they don’t help with feeling safe.” She sighed. “Honestly, I’m just exhausted of everything. I just want to go away with Tom and the kids and disappear for a while. Kym and Pete are desperate for a break too. Maybe we should go on hiatus for a year or so.”
Sailor nodded. “I know Bodhi has benefitted from not working for a while so maybe it is good. Not like you can’t afford it.”
“Well, exactly.” Bay smiled at her. “I was never someone who wanted to be famous, you know. It was the music, that’s the thing I loved, and playing for people. The other stuff can go like, the fame, the press, the ridiculous pedestals people put us on. We’re just musicians, not gods.”
Sailor grinned at her. “Speaking from the other side of the fence, you wereallgods to me.”
Bay laughed. “Well, I can relate. I still can’t get used to having Pearl Jam on speed dial.”
Sailor’s eye widened. “Really?”
“Really.” Bay was slightly smug, and they both laughed.
“Hey.” Tom Meir stood at the door, watching them. Bay’s smile spread wider.
“Hey, baby. Look who’s here.”
Sailor’s heart thumped as she stood to greet Tom, scared he would rebuff her. Instead, his eyes softened, and he hugged her.
“I’m so sorry, Tom,” Sailor whispered to him as he kissed her cheek. Tom nodded, half smiled, then turned to his wife.
“Scooch on over, beauty,” he said, and sat down next to her, his hand on her thigh. “How are you this morning?”
Bay leaned into him, and Sailor’s chest hurt at the love between them. She hoped that she and Bodhi would still look at each other when they had been together as long as Bay and Tom had. She got up, meaning to give them privacy but Bay shot her a look.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Sailor smiled timidly. “I don’t want to take up all your time.”
