Page 40 of Kiss Marry Kill
“Tamara?” Becca, the stylist, asked as she pinned the hem of some pants.
“The other T from TNT,” Megan said distractedly as she turned from one side to the other in front of the mirror, thinking her ass looked way too big in this dress.
“I ran into her at the mall.”
“I didn’t know her that well, but I know you’ve kept in touch with her,” Megan said, taking Nelly’s wineglass from her hand and taking a sip. Life had been good to her, putting Nelly and Taylor in her life. They were the sisters she never had, and if something ever happened to them she’d never—never—forgive herself. That made her take a second, bigger, sip before handing the wineglass back to Nelly.
“Yeah, she calmed down the last year and isn’t so bad, really. I know she was kind of a bitch back then, but now she’s turning back into the Tamara I grew up with again. She went to rehab and everything.”
From what Megan had heard, Tamara had been a world-class diva, always late to gigs, missing some, drugs, drinking. She lived up to the rock star title, even though she wasn’t a rock star then. TNT didn’t make it big until after she left the band. “But she’s really changed. Seriously. It was almost weird to see her acting like a normal human being.”
“What’s she up to these days?” Megan asked.
“Doing makeup at the mall. She asked about you and Taylor. Said she was happy to see Taylor’s clothing line had taken off. She saw you on the news and was concerned.”
“Well, that’s good that she’s doing well. Maybe we can all do dinner when Taylor gets back. I know she used to be like family to you two. I’d love to get to know her.”
“That’d be awesome. She was very important to me at one time. She was practically family, and you know I’d love everyone to get along.”
Jax walked into the room.
“Great! Of all the times for you to come in,” Megan whined. Nelly scrunched up her nose and pointed to the screen, shaking her head side to side at the ill-fitting dress.
Rolling her eyes, Megan looked down at herself. “Told you. It barely fits.” She pulled the hem down to cover herself more and then pointed a finger at an amused Jax. “I blame you and your crappy eating habits.”
“Is that supposed to look bad?” he asked, taking a seat on the couch that was off to the side, making himself comfortable with his feet on the coffee table. “Because from here, it looks fucking great.”
“Oh, I like him,” Becca said.
“I can’t even breathe in this,” Megan pointed out.
Jax reached forward and, with his index finger, lifted three pairs of lace thongs that had been tossed on top of a suitcase full of clothes. “I think I’ll stick around for the trying on of these.”
This playful side of Jax was exactly how Megan remembered him and it completely made her heart melt. She chuckled, grabbed one of her fluffy throw pillows, and threw it at him. “Outta here.”
Jax caught the pillow in midair with a smile, then tossed it aside. “I actually didn’t come here to stare, although the view is rather spectacular.” She stood there awkwardly holding the bottom of the dress, feeling like the prettiest woman in the world, the way he looked at her. “I think I’m going for a quick jog around the island. Are you good here without me?”
“I’m good.”
“You have my number, right?” he asked.
“Relax, Jax. The island’s small, there’s still light outside. Go. Don’t worry about me. I have my girls here with me and your guys are still in the backyard working.”
He was looking into her eyes, his jaw twitching. She boldly cupped his face and moved close. “Jax. It’s fine. Really.”
He exhaled loudly, searching her eyes for something. “Okay, I won’t be long.”
“Take your time. Have a good run.”
He nodded, leaned in, and kissed her cheek as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “Be good while I’m gone.”
Once he was out of the room, Megan turned back to the screen and noticed, for the first time, how quiet her girls had suddenly become. “What?”
Becca was still sitting on the floor with the needle in her hand, but her eyes were swooning. “I love him. I want to have his babies.”
Nelly bent over, laughing. “Seriously, that was . . .” She shook her head and wiped tears from her eyes. “Did you even remember we were in the room? It was pretty adorable, Megan. You two were totally googly-eyeing one another. Are you guys back together?”
Becca’s mouth opened even wider. “Back together?”
