CHAPTER 61

“And where do you think you’re going to get a tour bus in nine days?”

“It might have to be a smaller RV,” he acquiesced. “But still. I want you there, Chloe. And Milka, too.”

He pushed some hair from my face, then trailed his thumbs down to my eyes. He pulled a baby wipe from the packet on the cushion next to us and wiped under my eyes, then softly scrubbed off all my mascara. Another, and he wiped all traces of makeup from my face.

“I want my girls with me. Always,” he said roughly. “I want to hear Milka’s giggles and see her smile, and I want to watch her learn new things.” His hands slid up my back. “I want to hold you whenever I want, and kiss you whenever the mood strikes me, and dammit, Chloe, I want to fuck you until neither of us can speak whenever we’re alone. I just fucking want you, girl. All the time.”

I lowered my lips to his. “Then have me. Now. That’s all I’m promising. Now, until you leave.”

“It’s not good enough.”

“It’s all I can give you. You can’t expect me to make