For a second, I think I should intervene. I know Jasper is the kind of guy that would hit a girl. There’s no doubt in my mind. But he keeps himself restrained, probably because other people are staring now.
“Fine,” he says finally, anger rolling through him. “Keep your fucking bodyguard. See if I give a fuck.”
He turns and storms off, leaving the VIP area and disappearing into the crowd.
I grin at Katie as she sighs, clearly exhausted.
“I swear it’s like having a kid,” she grumbles as she turns to me. “I’m sorry about him.”
“Don’t be,” I say. “I could break him whenever I want, but I know it would just get you in trouble.”
She makes a face. “How thoughtful.”
“I try.”
She joins me against the wall, crossing her arms. We’re alone, at least a little bit. We’re out of earshot of anyone else and nobody’s paying attention now that Jasper’s gone.
“I should break up with him,” she says softly.
“Probably,” I admit.
“I want to do it. I want to do it right now.”
“You don’t have to,” I say.
She glances up at me. “Why not?”
I shrug. “I’ll fuck you either way.”
She blushes a little and looks annoyed. “I wouldn’t… I mean, I wouldn’t do that…”
“You don’t have to break up with him for me, princess,” I say softly. “You think I give a shit about that? I don’t, not even a little. I’ll take your tight little pussy whenever I want it, because you’re all mine, dating him or not.”
She glares at me. “I wouldn’t leave him for your sake, you conceited asshole.”
“Sure. Tell yourself that.”
“Are you always such an arrogant prick?”
“Probably.”
“God.” She shakes her head. “You’re such a dick.”
“Come on, Katie. You think you’d dump him for any other reason?”
She glares at me again, this time real anger behind those gorgeous eyes.
“Not everything is about you,” she says and walks away.
I watch her go, a little longing in my chest. Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed her. I just don’t want her to do something impulsive or stupid just on my part. I get it, she got some good dick and now that’s all she can think about, but still. She’s gotta be smart. We can’t get caught.
Well, maybe I could’ve been a little nicer about it, but still. Dumping that guy just because she wants the good dick isn’t a great idea.
She needs to be smart about this. Hell, I need to be smart about this.
I lean up against the wall and I know I’m going home alone tonight.
Fucking sucks, but what can you do?11KatieEvery man in my life is an arrogant fucking asshole.
I want to end things with Jasper for my own sake, not because of Graham. I mean, sleeping with him is giving me confidence, but he’s not the actual reason.
I don’t like this fake relationship. I don’t even really like Jasper. I’m doing it for the publicity and because Norah convinced me that it’d be a great idea, but god, I’m so tired of living like this. I hate being so fake and so in the spotlight all the damn time.
Sometimes, I just want to be myself. And if I were being myself, I’d never, ever, ever date a guy like freaking Jasper. I don’t care about famous he is.
Sure, we get along as friends. I’ll admit that, I could see myself being his friend, but nothing more. Not if I had my way, at least.
But of course, now if I dump him, Graham’s going to think that it’s all for his sake. It’s so frustrating I could freaking cry, to be totally honest. I want to get out of this stupid fake relationship but I’m not about to look stupid in front of Graham.
Frustrated and annoyed, the rest of the stop is spent focusing on the second show. I don’t pay any attention to Graham and I barely put up with Jasper. I do it only as much as I absolutely have to and nothing beyond that.
I start to feel a little guilty, though. Jasper knows this is fake, but he’s still nice to me at least. He’s a total douche and self-centered but he’s never been a dick directly to me.
After the second show, we stick around in the green room and I decide to be nice to Jasper. We sit together on the couch against one wall, ignoring the people around us.
“Did I show you this yet?” He pulls out his phone like always and shows me some Instagram post. It’s a model we both know posing on the beach. “Hot, right?”
“You’re supposed to be my boyfriend, you know,” I point out.
He laughs. “I know, but come on. She’s killing it.”
“I saw her on a billboard a couple days ago.”
“She’s all over the place.”
“Guess I’m not surprised.”
Jasper grins at me. “She’s gorgeous. But don’t worry, you’re still more famous.”