Page 125 of Of Heartbreak and Harmony
When Jonah picks up his book, I feel myself slipping back into my thoughts. I replay the visit to my mother’s house, focusing on the depressing state in which she lives and the bitter resentment both she and my brother still harbor for me. But then I pull myself out of it and change the subject to the next thing that pops into my head.
“Callie wants us to fuck her.”
He doesn’t react how I expect. There’s no smile. No shock. He just hums.
“That’s it? Justhmmm?”
He closes the book and shrugs. “I’m not surprised. I could tell she was curious. It was only a matter of time before she gave in.”
I arch a brow. “And what makes you think I’m okay with it?”
Jonah smirks. “Because you’re a fucking simp, King, and you’re obsessed with her. Saw it at that music festival, and I see it now.”
My eyes widen in surprise. “You remember that?”
“Sure do. Not all of us are as lucky as you. Doesn’t matter how many fucking drugs I take. It all comes back the moment I’m sober.”
My eyebrows slant harshly as I consider his comment. I know he’s got a lot of demons to contend with. I know there’s a lot of shit in his head that he tries to escape from. I never realized how hard it was until now.
“When?”
I blink at Jonah, and he repeats himself.
“Whenare we going to do it? When’s she down?”
“I don’t know. Whenever she’s ready, I guess.”
“And you’re sure you’re good with this? You’re not going to sucker punch me in the nose the moment I bottom out?”
Jealousy claws at my throat at the same time as my stomach stirs with arousal. I shake my head once.
“What if I kiss her?”
I shake my head again.
“What if I eat her pussy? What if I make her come all over my fucking face, and then I shove my tongue down her throat and make her taste it?”
I grit my teeth to stave off my anger, my cock hardening as I picture it.
“You can do anything she wants you to do. But it’s only happening once. We’ll do this once, and then that’s it. You’re on your own after this.”
He smiles. A rare, full smile, stretching slowly across his face until he’s flashing just a hint of white teeth.
“Guess I better make it memorable, then.”
33
CALLIE
I’m watchingthe show from the VIP tent on the floor tonight. Levi, Savannah’s boyfriend, is here, too, along with a few other celebrities I’m too nervous to interact with.
I’ve spent every concert since the first either backstage or in a private box simply so I could do anythingexceptwatch the show. I said I would never watch from the floor again, and while this isn’t exactly the same location as the first night, the draw to experience the concert with the audience has been too great to ignore. Especially now that I know the truth about the role the band played in Caveat Lover’s downfall. The truth being they played no role at all.
It’s made me rethink my past interactions with all of them, but mostly Sav. Of all four band members, Sav was the most furious when she learned about what their label had done. This whole time I was thinking Sav Loveless was this evil villain who had the music industry under her thumb, but I was wrong. I think I was wrong about a lot of things.
“Oh my god, you’re Callie James, right?”
The question pulls me from my thoughts, and I spin my body toward the voice over my shoulder. It’s a girl about my age standing against the railing that separates the VIP tent from the general admission floor. I give her what I can only assume is an awkward smile before answering.
