Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
All her friends giggled as they stared at me with eager faces. I flashed a glance at Kiera, who was standing back, respectfully giving me space. What would she think if I did this? She probably wouldn’t like it, but really, it was just skin, the important part of the girl’s breasts was still completely covered. Kiera would be okay in the end, and it would make the fan’s day if I granted her request.
It seemed innocent enough to me since there wasn’t any real nakedness, so I grabbed the fan’s Sharpie and got to work signing her chest. The girl turned aggressive with me being that close and grabbed my ass while I was signing. I almost pushed her away, but…it was all in good fun. As long as she didn’t try to cup my junk, it was fine.
Playing along, I tapped her on the nose with the end of the pen when I handed it back to her. “Be good,” I playfully warned.
“Oh sugar, I’m always good,” was her sultry response. Then she erupted into squeals and giggles and twisted around to show the signature to her friends. Shaking my head, I turned to the next person seeking my attention.
Just as I was finishing up with the group, I heard someone exclaim, “Kiera, my future lover! I’m thrilled you came to check me out. Did you like what you saw?”
Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Griffin cupping himself, making a beeline for my girlfriend. When he got to her, he grabbed her hand. Oh…I don’t think so. While the look on Kiera’s face was priceless—fear mixed with revulsion—I wasn’t about to let Griffin finish whatever torment he had planned for her. Excusing myself from the fans, I hurried over and snatched Kiera’s hand away from my bassist. Stepping between them, I shoved Griffin’s shoulder. “Fuck off, Griffin.”
Quickly getting over it, Griffin shrugged and found someone else to pester. Good. Kiera leaned into my side, and I could almost feel the gratitude radiating from her. Griffin was probably Kiera’s least favorite person in all the world. “Thanks,” she murmured.
Absorbing her comfort, I kissed her head. “No problem. I know how much you love conversing with Griffin.”
Waving goodbye to the remaining fans, I led Kiera away from the stage and back to the main part of the park. The guys, with their respective gals, except Anna who was busy today, fell into step behind me. Once we were away from the fans and the stage, no one paid too much attention to us, and we were able to disappear into the masses. That was fine with me. I’d given my fans my all, and now I wanted to relax with Kiera.