A Song of Desire (A Completed, Explicit Romance)

15 Wishes

I clear my throat as the waitress walks up to get our drink orders, trying to make the blush disappear.

"So how long do you think we have before the paps track you down?"

Johnny looks at his watch, "I'd give it twenty or so minutes. We weren't followed so unless someone here recognizes me, we should be okay."

"I'm glad. So tell me about Johnny Studs."

I have to keep myself from biting my lip as he smirks, "What do you want to know?"

"Okay, how about... What's your favorite part about being a rockstar? Is it all the women who throw themselves at you?" I wiggle my eyebrows at him as he laughs.

"Actually that gets quite annoying."

"Hm, quite. If I guess do I get a prize?"

He arches his eyebrow at me, probably trying to gauge my level of crazy.

"Sure... why not?"

I grin, taking a sip of my water. "Okay, let's see... I'd say the fans, but as they can get overbearing, it's not that. Sound right?"

He nods, "So far, so good."

"Okay... the traveling is another option, but being on the road for long spans of time can be exhausting.

"Very true."

"No, I'd say it's being able to touch people's hearts through your music. Based off your concert last night, that's what you love most."

He looks at me and for a split second, I think I've offended him or something.

"That is... exactly right."

I chuckle, "You didn't think I'd get it right?"

"Not at all." Johnny laughs and I can't help but join him.

"What do you usually tell people who ask?"

"I don't. I tend to not do interviews and they assume it's the women."

The waitress brings our burgers and I can't stop the moan that comes out of my mouth. Johnny laughs but then takes a bite of his own and let's loose a moan of his own. I laugh, "Good right?"

"So good... I usually end up eating fast food so this is... heavenly."

"Well, I'm glad I could get you some real food. Maybe next time I'll take you to taste some of my favorite Asian dishes."

"That would be great, I love Asian food."

"Look at that! Something else we have in common. We're almost best friends now." I laugh, taking another bite of my burger.

"It would be nice to have a friend who isn't in my band."

I grin, holding up my glass to cheers. "Well, then it's official. We're best friends." I grin, popping a fry in my mouth. "So bestie, wanna get some ice cream after this?"

He laughs, eating one of his own fries. "Sounds good. So... what's your favorite flavor?"

"Ooo good one. Hmm, what are we talkin here? Best ever, or can eat a couple days in a row and not get sick?"

"Couple days in a row."

"Okay. Then I'll have to go with cookie batter. It's delicious. What about you?"

"Brownie batter for sure."

I nod, "Very respectable choice."