Unspoken Words (Unspoken #1) (11 page)

When Jamie reaches my side, he pulls me into a hug and kisses my temple. “Like what you see?” he wiggles his eyebrows at me and his smile instantly shifts into a devilish grin.

Laughing, I smack his chest. “What’s not to like? With the way this place is packed tonight, you’re like my very own Rock God.”

Jamie squeezes me closer to his chest, leaning in so he is right next to my ear, “Well, when you say it like that, I can be your full-time Rock God, if you’d like?” He leans back, winks, then reveals his signature smile.

Goosebumps immediately shoot up my arms, which Jamie doesn’t fail to miss. He rubs his hands up and down my arms. “You would like that wouldn’t you, Cami?” Pulling away, he kisses the side of my neck, sensually licking as his lips move over my skin, instantly making my panties wet. “You know you want me,” he whispers seductively in my ear. Once those words leave his mouth, he turns around and walks back to the stage. He looks back over his shoulder raising his brows at me, knowing the effect he is having on me. He’s playing dirty now.

Side Effects takes the stage at eleven o’clock, once Parker finally arrives. Jamie screams into the mic, “Hello, everyone!”

The crowd roars, and the group of girls in front of the stage throw their arms in the air and jump up and down. “Are you excited to hear Side Effects tonight?” Jamie smiles as his voice speaks into the mic.

The cheers from the mass of people is deafening. Jamie waits for the crowd to go quiet, then he cups his palm to his ear. “I don’t think I can hear you.” He works the crowd into chaos again. My eyes scan the dance floor, which is packed with a sea of people.

Once they settle down a little, Jamie looks over at me. Butterflies are in my stomach. The cocky grin appears on his face just as if he’s letting me know the effect he has on me as well as on this crowd. He turns his attention back to the audience, “I hope everyone is ready to have a hell of a time tonight.”

All the lights in Aces shut off, leaving the bar black except for the lights lining the back of the bar. It is completely quiet when Isaac taps out a few thumps on the drums. Parker joins in with a few simple chords on his guitar. The crowd erupts, immediately recognizing the fan-favorite song. Jamie’s voice fills the air with the first few words of the song and the goosebumps from earlier blanket my skin.

A spotlight focuses on Jamie and his gaze is steady as he sings, never breaking eye contact with me. This is a song I haven’t heard him sing in years. It’s one of the very first songs he wrote with my brother when they were in college. As he sings,
What About Me,
my heart pounds in my chest as I listen to the words.

The words hit me like a ton of bricks. Jamie is singing about a relationship between two friends. The guy is saying that he will always be there. That his love never went away, even when the girl did. That he could never find the right words to say, that there were always unspoken words between them. How he was afraid that things wouldn’t work if he revealed his feelings. But rather than telling her that he loved her, he just stayed by her side as a friend.

When he gets to the chorus, I can feel the tears building in my eyes. He continues with how his love has grown for her over the years that no matter what happens he will never leave her. The time is right between them now, then he sings, “What About Me? Why can’t it be me?” He is singing with so much love in his voice, but at the same time, I hear pain. His eyes never leave mine while he sings. I can’t bring myself to look away either. After all these years, I never realized that this song
could
be about me and Jamie. That this song
was
about me and Jamie.

When the song ends, the lights go out and the mood is completely changed when Isaac starts the beat on his drums. Jamie’s voice starts in singing
Crazy Bitch
by Buckcherry and the crowd goes wild. With every word he sings, the audience sings along with him. People have their hands in the air, rocking to the beat. When Jamie gets to the chorus, he holds the mic out over the group in the front near the stage and they sing into the mic. The crowd is loving this song and everyone is moving to the beat of the music.

Jamie looks over at me, nods his head, and smiles at me, “But you fuck so good, I’m on top of it.” The smile in his eyes contains a sensuous flame. He turns away laughing, continuing with the lyrics. “When I dream, I’m doing you all night. Scratches all down my back.” Girls are screaming at the front of the stage and Jamie just continues to work the crowd. He was born to perform. I love to watch him own the stage.

I get hit with a cherry, which makes me look away from the stage to see who threw it at me. Morgan is laughing, “Girl, I think Jamie popped your cherry tonight.”

My eyes go wide and my jaw drops. “Shut up. I can’t believe you.”

Morgan is now laughing hysterically. When she composes herself, she leans into my ear, “Your cheeks are red as shit, and if I had to bet, he has your panties on fire. Girl, if I was single, I would do him. I don’t know what the fuck you’re waiting for. But if you don’t snatch him up, some other girl surely will.”

Pulling back from Morgan, I continue to look at her face. Not sure if she is going to continue to talk smack or not, I turn away and look back at Jamie. He is singing
I Won’t Let You Down
by Static Cycle. He knows I am a huge fan. He’s still watching me. Waiting to see what kind of reaction he’ll get. I wanted to come out tonight for a simple night of music. A night out with my friends. I didn’t sign up for this. Why did Jamie select these song choices for tonight’s playlist?

My breathing becomes rapid. My chest tightens and my heart races. I know my face is flush. I need fresh air. Pushing back my stool, I get up and walk away from the table without saying anything. Working my way through the crowd, I continue to push my way toward the side exit.

“Hey, sweetheart, are you okay?” the bouncer asks me as I approach the exit we came in through. Nodding my head, I push the side door open and head outside. The fresh air immediately fills my lungs. My heart is still racing and I’m trying to catch my breath.
Breathe in, breathe out,
I recite over and over in my head. When my breathing starts to regulate, I lean over placing my hands on my knees. Not paying attention to my surroundings, I don’t realize when someone walks up behind me, until their hand is on my back causing me to scream and jump away from the person.

“You know better, baby girl . . . don’t ever come outside alone.” Recognizing Lincoln’s voice, I walk over to him.

“I need a hug.” He wraps his strong arms around me. “Morgan said you headed in this direction. I figured I would check on you. You wanna talk about it?”

Lincoln always knows when I need a friend. He is always a great listener, and advice giver. Morgan is a very lucky girl. Lincoln is very attractive with his light brown hair. Lincoln’s piercing, brilliant blue eyes are what attracts women along with his personality. It’s just a matter of time until they get engaged. They have a very solid relationship, one built on trust. The love they have for each other makes me envious. I can only hope that I will have that one day. That someone will look at me the way Lincoln looks at Morgan.

Lincoln squeezes me, “Did I lose you there for a minute?” Realizing that I never responded to him when he asked me if I was okay and if I wanted to talk about it, I simply reply, “I’m okay. I just needed some fresh air. It was getting hot in there.”

Lincoln laughs, “Is that code for Jamie shouldn’t have opened up with that song or chose those songs for the playlist tonight?”

Leaning back so I can see Lincoln’s face, “How did you know?”

“It was written all over your face, Camryn. You know I am always here for you, baby girl. Even if you just want me to listen.”

Nodding my head, I whisper, “I know.”

Lincoln tilts my chin up so I am looking at him, “Just know one thing. He will always be there for you, and nothing will ever change that. If you can remember that, everything will work itself out. Trust me.” Lincoln kisses my forehead, “Come on, let’s head back inside before everyone comes looking for us. I’m surprised Morgan hasn’t busted the door down yet.”

We both laugh at his comment, “You know your girl too well.”

JAMIE

WE ARE UP
and on the road early today. We didn’t stay long at Aces last night once our set ended. Christian stayed with me to help break down our equipment, while Cami caught a ride back to Christian’s apartment with Morgan. This trip to Boston couldn’t have come at a better time. Cami kept pushing Christian to come with us to Boston, while I, on the other hand, was hoping he would have come up with an excuse why he couldn’t tag along. I wanted some alone time with Camryn. Even if it is was just a few days.

We met with Troubled Pasts on Tuesday and they committed to studio time. Chad seems a little too interested in Camryn for my liking. He thought he was being nonchalant with his questions, but I caught on to him really quick. The guy has a set of brass balls to ask Christian for her phone number. Christian simply told him that if Camryn wanted him to have her number, then she would have given it to him. I totally can’t stand this douchebag already.

Christian drove, so I got to relax in the back seat. For a good part of the ride, my eyes were closed and I just listened to the two of them. The events from last night keep going through my mind. I haven’t had a chance to talk to Cami about why she left in the middle of the set. She was gone for a little while, then I saw her walk back to the table with Lincoln. Was she upset at my song choices? From the look on her face, I think she finally put two and two together with the lyrics of
What About Me.
She’s heard me sing that song time and time again not knowing that I wrote it for her. The two of us need to talk this weekend. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will have a chance to talk to her alone.

After four hours in the car, I am happy when we arrive at the hotel and our rooms are available. Christian called to book a room this morning for us. The hotel didn’t have two rooms available, so Christian and I are sharing a room with two beds. Not exactly how I want to spend the night, but it’ll do.

Cami opens the door to her room and we head in to check the place out. The door to the adjoining room is open, so Christian heads in there. Her room is spacious with the king size bed in the middle of the room, a couch in a sitting area and large flat screen television secured to the wall above the dresser.

I walk over to check out the other room, immediately I turn around and head back to Camryn’s room with the king bed. I place my bag next to the bed, kick off my sneakers and climb onto the bed. Camryn lifts her eyebrows.

“What are you doing? You’re staying in the other room with Christian.”

Laughing at her, I place my arms under my head and cross my legs at the ankles “Are you insane, Tink? I am not sharing a bed with your brother.”

Camryn gives me a look as if I have ten heads, “What are you talking about, there are two queens in the other room. Get your ass off my bed, and go to your own room.”

“Go look for yourself. There is only one bed in there. I’m staying here with you. I’m not sleeping with Christian.”

Cami must think I am joking as she just stands there glaring at me. “The two of you have slept together before.”

Is she for real? Does she actually think I am going to share a bed with her brother? “Camryn, there is only one bed in there, and I am not sleeping on the floor. For the record, we haven’t shared a bed together since we were kids and had sleepovers. Once we reached puberty, we NEVER shared a bed together, do I make myself clear?”

Camryn doesn’t respond, she stands there looking at me, so I continue to plead my case. “Your brother snores like a bear in hibernation. Why are you making a big deal about this? You and I have shared a bed a million times. You love to cuddle with me, and if you choose not to, you can stay on your side of the bed. It’s big enough for the two of us.”

Camryn walks over and stands next to me at the side of the bed. “I have a better idea. Since you pointed out how big and spacious the bed is, you can stay here. Christian can come in here with you. If the two of you choose to cuddle, that is between the two of you.”
She can be testy when she wants to. Not to mention stubborn.