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Chapter 32


And we stepped out and entered the pub, which was so loud we could hear it from the curb. Teddy reached for my hand and kissed it, smiling at me, and I could feel myself getting lost, in a beautiful smile with dimples, and wide set gray eyes.

We were hit by a solid blast of noise as the doors opened, and it took a minute for my ears to adjust. It was almost like being at a UKC concert. Teddy led me through the crowd, and we passed through a corridor and into a room which was relatively quieter, though just as crowded. Others needed a VIP pass, but apparently for Theo Shelley, a pass was a superfluity; his face was his pass. It was a huge room, filled with many flat screen TVs, showing the match we'd just watched. A bar ran along one entire wall of the room, where four bartenders were working full speed, doing nothing but pouring drinks.

I heard many cries of "Theo!" as we entered, and we were pulled bodily into a group of people, pints of beer thrust into our hands. I set mine down on the nearest flat surface, hoping I could get something else to drink.

Teddy leaned close to my ear. "Whatever you do, don't let go of my hand, okay?" He shouted. I nodded. I saw Matty and Janelle across the room and I waved. He waved back, smiling, but they disappeared into a sea of people before I could do anything else.

I noticed that a lot of the family members who'd been at the match didn't seem to be here. This place was filled with many more young people, a lot of them young women; there was much more of a party atmosphere, or a pub atmosphere, which made sense. Probably the bouncers had orders to let pretty girls in, that was SOP for these kinds of functions.

And I was definitely warm. I let go of Teddy's hand, and he turned to find out why I was disregarding what he'd said so soon after he'd said it. I grabbed the collar of my sweater and pulled it over my head, and he grabbed the bottom of my tank top to make sure it didn't come off, laughing.

"I didn't realize you were such an exhibitionist," he said into my ear.

"I'm not, I'm just so fucking hot," I responded.

"Yeah, that too," he said, kissing my neck, sending shivers down my back. Wow, I was really in a state.

He pulled his sweater off too, revealing a shirt I'd never seen before, in an unusual shade of green, with blue and scarlet hummingbirds all over it. He leaned in to talk to me again. "I wore this for you," he said with a little grin.

I love it," I said softly, kissing him.

He looked at me for a few seconds, then pulled me out of the room, down a hallway and out a back door to a delivery area. We left our sweaters on a chair.

He grabbed the base of my jaw with his hand, long fingers on one side, thumb on the other, turning my head and pulling me in even closer, for a kiss so deep and intense it made me forget where I was. He rubbed my scar with his forefinger, causing shivers to go through me.

He put his other hand at the base of my spine, pressing, knowing how this made me feel, then moved his hand down to my bottom, feeling first one side, then the other, then my back, under my tank top.

"I am a gentleman," he murmured against my mouth. "I would never ask you to have sex in an alleyway behind a pub. At least that's what I've been saying to myself for the past few minutes. So let's get back inside before I forget that fact, okay?"

"Okay," I said breathlessly, pulling my hands away from under his shirt.

We went back inside, where Teddy managed to get me a glass of wine and himself a whiskey or something, and he found me a chair at the bar.

"Stay right here, okay?" He said. "I'll see if I can find the guys. Be right back." And he disappeared into the crowd.

I sat and watched the rebroadcast of the match. The part where Geth's nose got bloodied had just been shown, and I was horrified all over again when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"I still can't figure out why--" I started, turning around, expecting to find Teddy and the boys.

Instead, it was Sam, one of the players I'd been chatting with earlier, smiling, holding a brew so dark it looked like a mug of cola.

"Hi, Sam!" I said, leaning in to hug him. "You found me. This place is so crazy, I didn't think I'd ever see you again. I thought you were going to be Theo with some of the guys from the band. He went off to look for them a while ago, saying he'd be right back."

"Well, you know that Theo, if he finds a bird he likes, he might not be back at all," said Sam with a smile and a wink.

I just smiled and raised my eyebrows. Now I couldn't tell him about Teddy and me, it would just be too awkward. Great.

Sam wedged himself between me and the next seat, which was a pretty tight fit, given the size of him. I kind of had to spread my legs to make it work, which made me very uncomfortable. I tried to back up a little to give him more room, but then he just moved forward, which gave me less space than before. Super. Nicely handled, Foster.

As he talked, I tried to figure out what it was about him I was not attracted to. Why, out of all the men I met, was it Teddy, and only Teddy, that I responded to? Was it just physical? As Janelle had said, he was popularly called the handsomest man in the world. Did I just have high standards? But that was ridiculous. Many Crushies believed that Matthew was the best looking, or that Geth was, or Ronan, for that matter. And there were many people, older people, who'd never even heard of UK Crush, who thought that other people were the best looking. There were probably soccer fanatics who believed that Sam Knight, who was sitting six inches away from me telling me a story about a taxi driver and a policeman, was the best looking man in the world.

So why not Sam? He was a lovely man, pretty eyes, nice smile, wonderful sense of humor, and obviously into me, so why not? No answer, except the obvious, which was that he was not, would never be, Theodore Shelley.

"So, Tinker Bell, you must be involved in some sort of athletics yourself," Sam said, motioning to the bartender for another round for the two of us.

"Oh? Why so?" I asked, scanning the crowd for any of the boys, or even Janelle, to come and join us.

"Well, I couldn't tell earlier because you were wearing a sweater, but now you've taken it off, I can see you've great muscle tone to your arms," and he ran his hand down my arm in what could only be construed as an intimate gesture. Plus, his statement and hand placement notwithstanding, my arms weren't all he was looking at. I fleetingly wished there was a way no one but Teddy could see my breasts, that they really could belong to him, as he'd said way back when. "You're not a weightlifter or anything like that, surely?" He asked with a smile.

"No, no," I laughed. "I'm actually pretty terrible at weights. I went to the weight room a few times with the boys when they were on tour, and they laughed at how weak I was, how clumsy."

"Not very gallant of them, was it?" He remarked. "So how do you stay so fit, then?" He looked at me, not bothering to hide the admiration in his voice or his eyes.

"I'm a swimmer," I said. "Or rather, I used to be a swimmer," I quickly amended. "My mother really wanted me to keep physically fit, she worried about me spending so much time sitting at the piano, but she was against contact sports of any kind, you know, very protective, and she decided that swimming was the best thing. And it's very popular in California, so it was easy to find a team close to home. And I really do love it. It's very relaxing and everything. So yeah, there you have it."

He smiled at me again, a very appreciative and intimate smile. This was getting so uncomfortable. Why, why hadn't I just said that Teddy was my boyfriend way back at the beginning? "I bet you look outstanding in a bathing costume, really fit, hmm?"

"She does," said a voice from behind me. "You know who really thinks so? Theo, her fella. In fact, the first time he saw her in one of her racing suits, his eyes were out on stalks a mile long, he could hardly talk for looking at her. They've been dating for a couple months now, and he still talks about that day at the water park in Japan, did you know that, Tink?" Ronan, my darling, my hero.

He stepped up to join us, and I hugged him to me, probably nearly choking the breath out of him.

"Ronan! Where on earth have you been? We've been here for over an hour, and this is the first I've seen of you," I exclaimed. "So you know Sam, I take it?"

He clapped Sam on the back. "Oh yeah, me and Sam go way back. Nice match today, by the way, you were stellar, as usual, mate."

"Thanks," Sam returned with a smile. "What are you drinking?"

"What you're having there looks good," Ronan responded.

While Sam was turned around, getting the bartender's attention and putting in the order, I hugged Ronan again, whispering "Thank you so, so much," and kissing him on the mouth.

Sam turned back around just in time to see the kiss, and we both saw the look of confusion cross his face, but there was just no explaining it, especially as Teddy chose this moment to walk up with Matty and Janelle in tow.

"Great! So here are most of us, anyway." He squeezed between the bar and me, putting his hand on the back of my head and kissing me warmly. "What do you say we get one of the rooms at the back and order some proper food, get some pitchers of beer and some harder stuff and maybe play some rounds of TriviaSmash or something?" He looked around to include Sam. "You think any of your friends would be interested?"

Sam nodded. "Beer, food, games, and pretty girls, hopefully? I think I could round up a few lads." He laughed. "I'll ask around, and meet you all back there in a few minutes, sound okay?"

We all headed to the back, with Janelle and Ronan heading to the restrooms first. Matthew stopped off to order some food so it would come as soon as possible. Teddy sent Geth a text so he'd know where to find us if he wanted to join us.

We were shown to the room, which looked like it would fit about twenty people comfortably. A huge TV filled one end, and a table filled the middle, with markings for various games, most of which were unfamiliar to me.

"Alone at last," said Teddy, pushing me up against the wall with his body, kissing me and sliding his hand up under my shirt.

I exhaled through my nose, moaning with pleasure, already feeling so weak, so close, so everything. I felt his hand move to the middle of my bra.

"Teddy, no, please don't," I said quickly, pulling his hand away. "Pleasepleaseplease," I repeated, laughing. "It's so hard to re-hook this one, please don't unhook it, okay?"

He relented. "Okay, but I really wanted to feel your skin, I wanted to feel your nipple between my fingers," he whispered into my ear.

Jesus.

"And can I just say that you look so fucking good in those jeans and that shirt," he continued to whisper. "Janelle is right, it doesn't matter what you wear, your body is perfect. Your shoulders and arms are this gorgeous color and tone, and your breasts are just right, round and soft, and they look so fucking perfect in that top," he squeezed one, exhaling warm breath into my ear. "Then your little waist, flaring out to your hips, that swing just a little bit when you walk, with those tiny dimples in the back, down to your beautiful bum, which looks like an upside down heart, like a pretty little valentine," he gave a little laugh, "right into your smooth thighs, which can harden to granite when you come, did you know that?" He took a shuddery breath. "And your cute little knees, with the one scar, on to your calves, with the line down the side where your gorgeous calf muscles are, down to your delightful little ankles and your tiny little feet."

He kissed me, so hard, his tongue in my mouth, moaning so loudly. "Oh my god, want to fuck you so badly right now, shit--"

I started to slide my hands into the front of his pants, with no thought other than to relieve my desire.

"Ah, Birdie, got to stop, the others will be coming literally any second now," he moaned.

"Okay, okay," I whispered. I pulled my hands out, removed his hands from me and stepped away, literally as the waitress stepped into the room carrying two full pitchers of Guinness.

I told her where to set them, and we were just getting the TV set up when Matty appeared with Gethin, who had been in the outer room, talking about the match with someone.

We all got assembled, with random pretty groupies thrown in (and though it was none of my business, I really hoped the guys they were with weren't married), and I couldn't believe the amount of liquor consumed. And apparently they didn't believe in that nonsense about not mixing different kinds of alcohol. As far as I could see, they were drinking beer (I didn't know the difference between Guinness, ale, stout, beer, "on tap", or "draught", it was all just beer to me) and "hard stuff" (again, scotch, gin, I couldn't tell the difference) with no worries about what would happen if they were mixed. I stuck to wine; someone had kindly placed an entire bottle of white in front of me, and Teddy and Ronan (who was on the other side of me) kept my glass full.

This seemed to be the day for hooking up; all of the boys and Janelle had found someone special for the day. It took a bit of getting used to, and I kept sneaking looks at their choices, trying to suss out what made each select that particular person.

Seated next to Geth was a tall, leggy blonde with a lovely smile. She had a very athletic build and a nice laugh. She seemed nice enough, and was obviously enjoying being Gethin Wren's girl for the evening. Her name was Sally, and she was either a legal assistant or a librarian, I couldn't hear what she said.

Matty had his arm around a petite brunette named Katie. She was a student at Cardiff University, though I hadn't caught what she was studying. She was quiet, and spoke mostly to Matty, though she seemed happy to be there. He was very attentive, looking at her often and hanging on her every word.

Ronan was with a laughing, bubbly blonde girl named Maureen who had a very pretty and animated face. She kept Ronan laughing for most of the evening, which was nice for him.

Janelle seemed to have settled on a soccer player named Jake. He had black hair and eyelashes almost as long as Matty's. She was leaning on his arm to tell him something, shaking her hair out of her way to take a drink.

The rest of the people in the room were soccer players who knew Geth and the boys, and random fangirls of the soccer world. The whole room was slowly getting drunker and louder, and therefore happier and more bawdy and raucous.

I settled back into Teddy's arm, just enjoying being with him, looking forward to later, when we could be alone together. He put his other arm around me, lacing his fingers together, kissing the top of my head.

I turned into him, pulling my legs up and relaxing.

"Hey," he said softly, shaking me. I looked up.

"You're not getting sleepy, are you?" He asked me.

"No, why?" I asked.

"I'm expecting to fuck your brains out later," he answered with a smile. "And vice versa, if I may be so bold."

"You may," I responded.

I put my hands on his leg and pushed myself up so I could speak directly into his ear. "So, um, would it be just monumentally weird if we just left early, you know, just took a cab home?" I asked. "I'm only asking because, not to be gross or anything, but honestly, I might just soak right through these jeans." I turned farther into his body, putting my arm around his torso, putting my leg over his, rubbing myself lightly against him. Hopefully no one else saw that.

Teddy closed his eyes and bit his lip. He picked up his phone. "Texting Geth," he muttered. I shook my head and sat up, trying not to look like a drunken raving nympho for two minutes in a row.

Ronan turned to look at me. "Having fun, darling?" He asked happily.

"Yes, I'm having a lovely time, you?" I asked.

He nodded. "I feel really good, I do." He grabbed my hand and kissed it. "I think I'm going to be all right."

I put my arms around his neck and kissed his ruddy cheek. "I'm so glad, Ronan."

I looked back at Teddy. "So, what's going on?"

He looked slightly bemused. "Well, it's kind of going to be a strange night. Apparently, Matthew and Ronan have already told Geth that they're going to stop at his house, get their stuff, and go to a hotel for the night. And Janelle has told him that she's going to be out until very late, possibly all night, as she's going to a friend's party after this, so she's going to stop by and pick up her stuff after she leaves here too. So it'll just be us and Geth and probably his friend at his house tonight.

"I asked him if he'd prefer it if we just go to a hotel too, so they could have some privacy, but he just texted back and said 'hell no', the house is huge, and how much privacy could four people need? He says we should just spend the night there, and take the car, and they'll just call for another one when they're ready to go."

He looked at me. "So there you go. We're all set, we can leave any time we want. And I don't know about you, but I want to leave right away. As in now. As in right this second." He picked up my hand and kissed it. "Okay? What's that phrase you always used to use in Japan? 'Let's vacate these premises with alacrity'?" He looked at me and nodded.

I stood up. "Ronan, darling? We're going to go home. We were up really early, and we're really tired," I said, trying to look tired.

He smiled up at me. "Tired, eh? Okay, love, okay. Get home safe, and get some rest," he laughed, shaking his head.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, nothing," he insisted. "Just glad I won't be next door to you two tonight, while you're trying to sleep." He shook his head. "Go on with you then, see you tomorrow. Love you so much, Tink." He kissed us both on the mouth, drawing a look from Maureen.

"Did you just kiss Theo Shelley on the mouth?" I heard her ask as we walked away. "I mean, I knew you were close, but wow."

"Night, Matty," I waved from across the room. There was no way we could reach him, as he was on the far side of the table.

"Leaving so soon?" He called.

I nodded. "Tired," I mouthed.

He nodded sympathetically. "See you tomorrow," he mouthed back. "Love you both, good night." He kissed his fingertips and turned his hand toward us.

"Love you, Matthew," we both called back, waving.

"Night mate," Teddy said to Geth, leaning down to kiss him good night, again on the mouth, causing a few looks from people who didn't know them very well.

"Love you mate," Gethin returned. He turned to me.

"Kiss me, poppet," he said as he reached for me. I leaned in and kissed him on the mouth, a soft but long one. "Sleep well, darling," he said, stroking my hair.

"You too, Geth, darling, see you in the morning," I said.

I saw Sally bristle a little as we left. He was going going to have some explaining to do, and the thought gave me a satisfying feeling. We picked up our sweaters and went out front to where the car waited.

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