Back Before Now
Chapters (123)
  1. PLAYLIST
  2. CONTENT NOTE
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
  5. REMI
  6. 2
  7. FOSTER
  8. 3
  9. REMI
  10. 4
  11. REMI
  12. Before…
  13. 5
  14. REMI
  15. Now…
  16. 6
  17. FOSTER
  18. 7
  19. FOSTER
  20. Before…
  21. 8
  22. REMI
  23. Now…
  24. 9
  25. FOSTER
  26. 10
  27. REMI
  28. Before…
  29. 11
  30. FOSTER
  31. 12
  32. REMI
  33. Now…
  34. 13
  35. FOSTER
  36. 14
  37. FOSTER
  38. Before…
  39. 15
  40. REMI
  41. 16
  42. REMI
  43. 17
  44. REMI
  45. Now…
  46. 18
  47. FOSTER
  48. 19
  49. FOSTER
  50. Before…
  51. 20
  52. REMI
  53. 21
  54. FOSTER
  55. 22
  56. REMI
  57. Now…
  58. 23
  59. REMI
  60. Before…
  61. 24
  62. FOSTER
  63. Now…
  64. 25
  65. FOSTER
  66. Before…
  67. 26
  68. REMI
  69. Now…
  70. 27
  71. FOSTER
  72. Before…
  73. 28
  74. FOSTER
  75. Now…
  76. 29
  77. REMI
  78. Before…
  79. 30
  80. REMI
  81. Now…
  82. 31
  83. FOSTER
  84. 32
  85. REMI
  86. 33
  87. FOSTER
  88. 34
  89. REMI
  90. 35
  91. FOSTER
  92. 36
  93. REMI
  94. 37
  95. FOSTER
  96. 38
  97. FOSTER
  98. Before…
  99. 39
  100. FOSTER
  101. Now…
  102. 40
  103. REMI
  104. 41
  105. FOSTER
  106. 42
  107. REMI
  108. 43
  109. FOSTER
  110. 44
  111. REMI
  112. 45
  113. FOSTER
  114. 46
  115. REMI
  116. 47
  117. FOSTER
  118. EPILOGUE
  119. FOSTER
  120. Later…
  121. ALSO BY C.G. BLAINE
  122. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  123. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I’m so his it hurts. But he means for the night, to which I slowly nod, and then he nods with me and carries me to the dressing room.

The door’s open, no Felix or Dev. Foster takes my bag, tossing it on the floor, and lowers me onto the couch. He comes down on top of me, his mouth back on mine, my hands in his hair.

“Sinner, I need him,” Christian says.

I turn my head, and he winks at me from inside the doorway.

Foster groans and drops his forehead onto my shoulder. “Fuck off.”

The band’s manager tugs down his sleeves, switching back to business mode. “Would if I could. You know how much I hate to be a cockblock, but I need all of you and your attention. So, be a good boy and heel.”

He walks out.

Foster’s lips find my neck before he climbs off me with a sigh. “You good to hang out for a bit? I don’t want you leaving without Colt, and I have no clue where he is right now.”

I nod, sitting up as he fishes his phone out of his pocket and checks the screen.

“Shit.” He seems to mull something over and then glances up. A little smirk forms as he tosses his phone at me. “I’m expecting a call from a guy about a thing. I don’t know how long this will take, so if he calls, let him know I’ll call him back as soon as I’m done.”

“A guy about a thing?”

“Yep,” he says, leaning down to kiss my cheek. He pulls back enough to see me. “The passcode’s how many times I think about you a day—184369.”

“Uhhu, sure,” I say as he heads for the door. The battery’s nearly dead when I glance down. “On top of being your secretary, I’ll charge it for you too.”

He spins to walk backward and clutches his chest over his heart. “The sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me.”

I laugh as he pulls the door shut. Once he’s gone, I sink into the couch, fucking dizzy from him.

Felix left the charger he used earlier, so I plug in Foster’s phone before moving my bag to the wall beside it. After I review the list of shots I wanted for tonight, I start to text Xander to see if they’re still meeting. They might as well swing by here so he doesn’t need to relay everything.