The Rocker Who Wants Me
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All around me there were fans on their feet swaying to the music, singing along. There was a small clearing up closer to the stage, but I had learned quickly throughout this entire tour that that only meant one thing. Mosh pit. No way was my pregnant ass going close to a mosh pit. Fans were bouncing, pushing and shoving each other around. I wasn’t going to chance getting to the stage that way.
At first I tried to push through the masses, but everyone was packed in tight. So I was left with only one other option. Swallowing a groan, I tapped on the shoulder of the man in front of me. He turned his head and I pointed upward. With a nod he lifted me easily and I got to experience crowd surfing for the first time ever.
If I hadn’t been so scared that someone was going to drop me I would have actually enjoyed the experience. Hands of all colors and sizes kept me going on a wave and I was quickly pushed to the front of the crowd. Once I was there a bulky security guard lifted me off and I started to run toward the stage.
The security guard’s hand on my wrist stopped me and I turned to glare at him. “I’m with the band.”
He smirked at me. “That’s what they all say. Back of the crowd, sweetheart.”
“Fuck you, dickhead.” I jerked my hand away and started climbing the stage. No way was I going to the back of the crowd when I’d just gotten to where I needed to be.
I was nearly up on the side of the stage when his arms wrapped around my waist and started tugging me back. I kicked out at him from behind. “Let me go, asshole!” I screamed, which got the attention of the two roadies standing on the side of the stage.
They quickly recognized me and one of them rushed over to help me while the other ran out on stage and grabbed Axton. He stopped singing immediately and turned his head, spotting me struggling with the guard, who was now winning the tug of war between him and the roadie who had come to help me.
“What the fuck!” he roared into the mic, making everyone in the crowd stop what they were doing and turn their attention to me. “Let my girl go, you motherfucker.”
It took the guard a moment to realize that Axton was talking to him. When he did he dropped his hold on my waist and I nearly fell. Strong arms wrapped around my middle and pulled me up onto the stage. I was breathing hard from the struggle and tried to catch my breath as I wrapped my arms around him tight.
“Dallas, what are you doing?” Axton demanded, holding the mic away from him, but his voice still carried a little.
“I forgot something earlier,” I told him, stepping back enough to see his face. He was sweating already from the heat of the spotlights on him, and his face was tense. Tense because I’d hurt him by not telling him I loved him earlier?
“What?” he asked with a frown.
“This,” I whispered as I kissed him hard right there in front of more than a hundred thousand people.
Without hesitation his arms tightened around me and he kissed me back for a few seconds before pulling away. “Baby, I’m kind of in the middle of something here,” he murmured with a smile.
“Sorry. Just one last thing and I’ll let you get back to work, okay?” He nodded and I grabbed his microphone. My heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest it was beating so fast, but I lifted the mic to my lips. “I love you.”
The crowd hooted and snickered because it wasn’t the first time a fan had gotten on stage just to tell a rock star that she loved him, but I didn’t care about their reaction. My eyes were glued to Axton’s as my words seemed to wash over him and his entire body jerked.
“W-what?” he whispered. “What did you say?”
Tears blinded me, but I blinked them away. “I love you, Axton. I have for a long time. I… I was just waiting—hoping—for you to say the words first. I need you more than I can ever tell you, but I love you twice as much.”
From behind Axton I glimpsed Emmie standing in the corner just off stage with Nik right behind her. I expected her to have a murderous look on her face because I had interrupted the show, but she had a beaming smile on her face. Catching my eye she gave me an encouraging nod then winked. I grinned back, more confident for having gotten Emmie’s approval.
On stage the other members of OtherWorld just stood there, gaping at us. I ignored them all, as I took half a step closer to Axton. “I’m sorry I interrupted your concert. I know that you were really looking forward to it. But I had to tell you… I couldn’t let you go a minute longer without telling you how much I love you. I will always love you.”
His throat worked as he tried to swallow. “Dallas… Fuck…” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine. “I love you so damn much, girl. So damn much it hurts. And earlier I was scared…” He swallowed hard again. “I was so fucking scared you were going to walk away.”
I sighed. “I’m a bitch sometimes. But didn’t you say that you enjoyed that about me?” I tried to tease.
He tried to smile, but the tears shining in his eyes brought more to my own eyes. “Yeah, I remember saying that. Don’t pull that shit again, though. Okay?”
“I’ll try my best, rock god. Now kiss me and get back to work.”
Axton shook his head. “Not yet. There’s something I need to do first.” I raised a brow at him as he pulled away and stuck his hand in the front pocket of his jeans before dropping to both his knees.
My heart lifted to my throat and my mouth opened and closed like a fish as I stared down at him as if he had lost his mind. Because he had, right? What the hell was he doing on his knees?
He took the mic from my nerveless fingers and with that grin that never failed to melt my panties he held up a ring that rocked my world. Where the hell had he gotten a diamond that big while I wasn’t paying attention? It was perfect. A princess cut pink diamond on a platinum band with smaller pink diamonds surrounding it. I was such a pushover for pink diamonds.
“Dallas Diana Bradshaw, will you marry me?”
The crowd had gotten so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop right then. I was speechless as I glanced from the ring to Axton’s hazel eyes. This was real, right? I wasn’t dreaming it like I’d suspected earlier when he had first told me he loved me? Right?
Ah, fuck. I didn’t care if it was a dream or reality. I was taking it either way. “Yes. Yes. YES!” I screamed so loudly that the entire arena could hear me without the aid of the microphone.
Around us everyone cheered but I was deaf to it all as Axton put that perfect freaking ring on my finger and jumped to his feet to kiss me breathless. I clung to him, sucking his pierced bottom lip hard. I’d just said yes to Axton Cage. I was going to marry him…
At first I tried to push through the masses, but everyone was packed in tight. So I was left with only one other option. Swallowing a groan, I tapped on the shoulder of the man in front of me. He turned his head and I pointed upward. With a nod he lifted me easily and I got to experience crowd surfing for the first time ever.
If I hadn’t been so scared that someone was going to drop me I would have actually enjoyed the experience. Hands of all colors and sizes kept me going on a wave and I was quickly pushed to the front of the crowd. Once I was there a bulky security guard lifted me off and I started to run toward the stage.
The security guard’s hand on my wrist stopped me and I turned to glare at him. “I’m with the band.”
He smirked at me. “That’s what they all say. Back of the crowd, sweetheart.”
“Fuck you, dickhead.” I jerked my hand away and started climbing the stage. No way was I going to the back of the crowd when I’d just gotten to where I needed to be.
I was nearly up on the side of the stage when his arms wrapped around my waist and started tugging me back. I kicked out at him from behind. “Let me go, asshole!” I screamed, which got the attention of the two roadies standing on the side of the stage.
They quickly recognized me and one of them rushed over to help me while the other ran out on stage and grabbed Axton. He stopped singing immediately and turned his head, spotting me struggling with the guard, who was now winning the tug of war between him and the roadie who had come to help me.
“What the fuck!” he roared into the mic, making everyone in the crowd stop what they were doing and turn their attention to me. “Let my girl go, you motherfucker.”
It took the guard a moment to realize that Axton was talking to him. When he did he dropped his hold on my waist and I nearly fell. Strong arms wrapped around my middle and pulled me up onto the stage. I was breathing hard from the struggle and tried to catch my breath as I wrapped my arms around him tight.
“Dallas, what are you doing?” Axton demanded, holding the mic away from him, but his voice still carried a little.
“I forgot something earlier,” I told him, stepping back enough to see his face. He was sweating already from the heat of the spotlights on him, and his face was tense. Tense because I’d hurt him by not telling him I loved him earlier?
“What?” he asked with a frown.
“This,” I whispered as I kissed him hard right there in front of more than a hundred thousand people.
Without hesitation his arms tightened around me and he kissed me back for a few seconds before pulling away. “Baby, I’m kind of in the middle of something here,” he murmured with a smile.
“Sorry. Just one last thing and I’ll let you get back to work, okay?” He nodded and I grabbed his microphone. My heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest it was beating so fast, but I lifted the mic to my lips. “I love you.”
The crowd hooted and snickered because it wasn’t the first time a fan had gotten on stage just to tell a rock star that she loved him, but I didn’t care about their reaction. My eyes were glued to Axton’s as my words seemed to wash over him and his entire body jerked.
“W-what?” he whispered. “What did you say?”
Tears blinded me, but I blinked them away. “I love you, Axton. I have for a long time. I… I was just waiting—hoping—for you to say the words first. I need you more than I can ever tell you, but I love you twice as much.”
From behind Axton I glimpsed Emmie standing in the corner just off stage with Nik right behind her. I expected her to have a murderous look on her face because I had interrupted the show, but she had a beaming smile on her face. Catching my eye she gave me an encouraging nod then winked. I grinned back, more confident for having gotten Emmie’s approval.
On stage the other members of OtherWorld just stood there, gaping at us. I ignored them all, as I took half a step closer to Axton. “I’m sorry I interrupted your concert. I know that you were really looking forward to it. But I had to tell you… I couldn’t let you go a minute longer without telling you how much I love you. I will always love you.”
His throat worked as he tried to swallow. “Dallas… Fuck…” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine. “I love you so damn much, girl. So damn much it hurts. And earlier I was scared…” He swallowed hard again. “I was so fucking scared you were going to walk away.”
I sighed. “I’m a bitch sometimes. But didn’t you say that you enjoyed that about me?” I tried to tease.
He tried to smile, but the tears shining in his eyes brought more to my own eyes. “Yeah, I remember saying that. Don’t pull that shit again, though. Okay?”
“I’ll try my best, rock god. Now kiss me and get back to work.”
Axton shook his head. “Not yet. There’s something I need to do first.” I raised a brow at him as he pulled away and stuck his hand in the front pocket of his jeans before dropping to both his knees.
My heart lifted to my throat and my mouth opened and closed like a fish as I stared down at him as if he had lost his mind. Because he had, right? What the hell was he doing on his knees?
He took the mic from my nerveless fingers and with that grin that never failed to melt my panties he held up a ring that rocked my world. Where the hell had he gotten a diamond that big while I wasn’t paying attention? It was perfect. A princess cut pink diamond on a platinum band with smaller pink diamonds surrounding it. I was such a pushover for pink diamonds.
“Dallas Diana Bradshaw, will you marry me?”
The crowd had gotten so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop right then. I was speechless as I glanced from the ring to Axton’s hazel eyes. This was real, right? I wasn’t dreaming it like I’d suspected earlier when he had first told me he loved me? Right?
Ah, fuck. I didn’t care if it was a dream or reality. I was taking it either way. “Yes. Yes. YES!” I screamed so loudly that the entire arena could hear me without the aid of the microphone.
Around us everyone cheered but I was deaf to it all as Axton put that perfect freaking ring on my finger and jumped to his feet to kiss me breathless. I clung to him, sucking his pierced bottom lip hard. I’d just said yes to Axton Cage. I was going to marry him…
