She's Still The One: A Brother's Best Friend, Rockstar Romance Kaci Rose (essential reading txt) 📖

under control. I can’t sit in this meeting with her tempting me. She’s playing dirty, and she knows it.

Me: You can't do this to me, baby. I can't sit in this meeting hard as nails for you.

Austin: Okay, I will stop, but I promise to take care of you, when you get home. Don't make me wait.

Something about this moment makes my heart race. It hits me this girl will be at home waiting on me. I have someone to go home, too. Not just someone, but Austin. The truth I had been trying to deny for years slaps me in the face. I love this girl with everything that I am.

I want to tell her, but she needs to know all of me first. Because if I'm lucky enough to have her say those words back to me, I want to know she loves all of me, the good and the bad. I have to know she loves all of me.

Me: I promise to hurry home to you as fast as I can. I miss you.

Those words are the best I can give this girl right now.

Austin: Miss you, too. I'm going to read some after this and wait for you.

Me: Wait in my bed. I love knowing you're in my space.

Austin: I love being in your space. I’ll be here.

Me: No more dirty photos.

Austin: No promises.

I groan. This girl is perfect. As I get back to my meeting, they’re finishing up, then I meet with a few guys, and we head down to dinner.

These meetings are the first steps of Landon and me starting our label. We have so many details to work out, and I told Landon I'd get this all settled, while he was gone, and then we can dive into setting it up, when he got home.

We have to be careful, because we’re still under contract with our label and manager for now, but there’s plenty we can do to get set up and start working with some other artists.

Landon has been scouring the internet for videos and found two people he wants to meet with, who he thinks would be great to sign. We want to help people get their foot in the door, more than we want to sign huge names. Someone took a chance on us, and we want to offer others that same opportunity.

There’s so much about starting a label we didn't know, and that’s what we’re covering today. The amount of paperwork I’m bringing home fills a box. No, I'm not joking they handed it to me in a filing box.

Over dinner, all I can think about is Austin. In my bath tub, in my bed. I try to focus on the men talking, but I just want to get home to my girl.

When the meeting is finally over, I'm the first one out the door and heading home. The house is quiet, and if I didn't know she said she'd be up reading, I'd worry she went out for the night, because it feels like no one is home.

I run up the stairs and see a light on in my room and smile. I make my way to my door, and the sight in front of me takes my breath away. Austin is lying in my bed asleep. Her reader is beside her, like it fell out of her hand. It's after nine p.m., and since we have been up really early getting back to our rooms each morning so Landon doesn't catch us, we have both been tired.

I slowly remove my clothes down to my boxer briefs and go to the bed. I pick up her reader and check out the book she’s reading. Holy shit, this stuff is dirty. I close out of the book and go to her library and email myself a few names of the books she recently read. I will find time to read them. I want to know what she likes; especially, if it's as dirty as the book she had open.

I set the reader on the nightstand and just take her in. Her dark brown hair scattered across the pillow, and her perfect tits barely contained by the tank top she has on. Her cotton shorts have ridden up, and the curve of her ass is visible. The long, tan legs stretched out, and her feet under the covers.

I chuckle, because her feet are always cold, and it could be the hottest day with no air conditioning, and she still needs her feet covered to sleep. Just one of the many quirks I love about his girl.

I turn off the light and climb into bed. As soon as I reach for her and start pulling her into me, she moans.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep." She says, her voice sexy and sleep laced. She places her head on my shoulder and wraps her body around mine.

"It's okay. We have all day tomorrow to ourselves. Besides, coming home to you in my bed was a dream come true. I want that every night." I kiss the top of her head.

"I love your room. It feels more comfortable than being alone in my room."

"You should just move your stuff in here," I say without thinking.

"Let's not give Landon too big of a heart attack, but maybe soon.” She kisses my chest, and this feels like the most normal thing in the world. Coming home after a long day and talking.

"I want more of this," I tell her.

"More what?"

"Coming home to you. Cooking dinner, or in our bed. I want more just talking, while I hold you. All the normal day–to-day things couples do. I want more of it."

"Me too, Dallas. Soon, I promise."

"I know."

She drifts back off to sleep pretty easily, while I lay there soaking her in. I know I won't get much sleep tonight, because tomorrow, I'm going to have one of the most difficult conversations of my life.

This is sink or swim. Either she will embrace me, or it will send