Page 162 of Dirty Like Zane
She laughed again. “Zane. Baby. Blake Shelton’s got nothing on you. Well… except the official title of Sexiest Man Alive. And GwenStefani.”
“I did once have this Gwen Stefanifantasy…”
She silenced me with a finger to my lips. “Don’teven.”
“You have an outfit for this cheerleaderthing?”
“We can getone.”
“Hmm. I think I like the horny headmistress thing better. Come to think of it, I was a really, really badstudent…”
“Okay, now you’re just getting me hot. Which means,” she said, sliding out of my lap and leaning over me, “I’m going to have to teach you what happens when you act up in my class.” Then she kissed me suggestively, biting my lip foremphasis.
Then she shoved me right down on my back and climbed ontop.
“Holy shit,” I muttered, “you got into characterfast…”
The grin had faded from her face and the horniness had taken over, and she dove right in. We made out like we hadn’t fucked in weeks, forget that we’d done it twice thismorning.
Then some asshole knocked on thedoor.
“Shiiiit,” I groaned. “That’ll be Shady. I’ve gottago.”
“Okay.” She smiled down atme.
I groaned again and made a grab for herass.
Then she slid off me and we both got up. “I’ll see you later,” she saidsweetly.
But I didn’t budge. As I stood looking down into Maggie’s gray eyes, I actually found myself wishing I didn’t have a show to do tonight so I could hang out with a womaninstead.
Huh.That wasnew.
I sighed and kissed her, squeezing her round little ass one last time. “You’re gonna be there early, right? Kiss me before I goonstage?”
“Ofcourse.”
“Good.” I let her go and pulled on my leather vest. “See you tonight, Maggie May.” We kissed one last time, getting totally wrapped up in each other’s arms for way too long, then finally peeled ourselves apartagain.
She gave me another smile. “Glasses.”
“Oh. Thanks.” I took them off, then waggled my tongue at her as I headed for thedoor.
“And you better let me touch that pen of yours,” she called after me. “Or I’m gonna spank you with myruler!”
The door closed behind me and Shady didn’t even pretend not to hear thatshit.
“Let’s go,” I said,deadpan.
“Sure,brother.”
But when he’d turned his back, I definitely grinned like some lovesickschoolboy.
* * *
After sound check,the band grabbed some food at a restaurant where we were eventually pretty swarmed by fans. Always happened when too many of us showed up in one place in broaddaylight.
We signed some shit, then had to leave out the backdoor.
