Page 33 of Meant To Be - Irresistible Bachelors

“I’m kind of glad the cat’s out of the bag. It’s been tough trying to keep my love life a secret. I need someone to talk to,” I decide.

“Well, I’m all ears. Dish!” he exclaims, smiling from ear to ear.

“I’m in love with him, Kenny. Like, full-blown, head over heels in love,” I confess.

“Aw!” he shouts as he slings his arm around my shoulder. “I’m so happy for you! I’ll bet he’s a great kisser, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, he is. His kisses are so sweet and passionate, I get weak in the knees. Every time our lips touch, it feels like the ground is shaking,” I describe.

“You’ve got it bad. I’ve never seen you this way before, but I love it!” he laughs.

I blush again. He’s right. I’m deeply in love with Leo Colt.

“What do you think of him? Do you think he’s a good match for me?” I ask.

“Nikki, he’s hot, and that’s all that matters,” he jokes, then he grows quiet for a moment.

He thinks for a bit as he munches on a few more French fries.

“Does he treat you right?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say without hesitation.

“Well, if he makes you happy, then I support your relationship,” he declares.

“Do you think it’s weird that he’s almost twice my age?” I ask cautiously.

I don’t mind that Leo is much older than me, but I know other people might think something is wrong with our age gap. Kenny shrugs as he devours his double cheeseburger.

“No, not really. So what if he’s older? I’ve always been attracted to older men. They’re sexy and mature, not like the boys our age. Besides, age is just a number. It’s no big deal,” he exclaims.

“I’m glad you said that. I was a little worried about what other people might think,” I confess.

“You’re both adults, so it really doesn’t matter,” he states.

“You’re right,” I agree.

“And you two are a total match made in heaven, inside the studio and outside of it. Who cares if anyone has a problem with you dating Leo? As long as you’re both happy, nothing should keep you apart from each other,” he says.

His words bring a smile to my face. I’m happier now with Leo than I’ve ever been. Kenny’s right: I shouldn’t let my fear of what everybody else will think get in the way of my relationship. I’m in love with Leo, and it shouldn’t be a secret. He makes me feel like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world, and he showers me with his love and affection. What we share is special; it’s true love.

15

Nikki

Leo and I come in sync, both of us breathing heavily. I’m still shaking from the passionate sex we just had. Our intense loving making has us both out of breath but completely satisfied. He kisses me softly as he cradles me in his arms.

I’ve sung plenty of songs about being in love, but I never really knew what love was. Now that I’m with Leo, I know exactly what it is. This feeling is indescribable.

He plays with a lock of my curls as he stares into my eyes. My fingers trace the outline of one of the tattoos on his chest. I can feel his heart beating on the tips of my fingers; it throbs intensely inside of his muscular chest. My heart beats just as hard as I stare into his piercing blue eyes.

I can’t believe the tour is finally coming to an end. We just played in our final city, and tomorrow morning, we’re flying back home. It’s a bittersweet feeling; I’m glad that I’m going back home to be with my mom, but I’m sad that I’m leaving Leo. I feel torn on the inside, and I’ve been trying to hide the way I’m feeling from him all night.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

Oh no, he can sense that something is off with me. I guess I should’ve expected that. We’ve only known each other for two months, but he knows me better than most of the people in my life. I want to lie and say nothing, but he’ll know I’m not being honest.

“I’m just a little sad that the tour is over,” I say.

“I know, me too. I’m going to miss being on the road with you,” he says.

“What’s going to happen when I fly back to Hollywood and you fly back to Nashville? We’ll be a million miles away from each other,” I ask.

“Just because we’re miles apart doesn’t mean that my feelings for you will change. I’ll still love you, no matter how far apart we are,” he states.

“But we’ll both be extremely busy with our careers. Do you think we’ll have enough time for each other?” I ask.

“We’ll make time. Nothing can keep me from being with you, Nikki,” he declares.

I want to believe him, but I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t worried about our future. I trust him, but we’ll both have busy schedules once we get back home. The life of a musician is fast, and we might not be able to squeeze in time for each other. Our love is convenient while we’re by each other’s side, but will it be as strong once we’re in separate time zones?

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