Chapter one hundred and seventy:

Christy had to practically jog to keep up with Isaac’s wide stride through the hotel lobby.

“Do you think they’ll notice that we’re late?” Christy asked un-necessarily.

He tried not to smile at her comment but was unable to stop a laugh which he was unable to suppress.

She came to a sudden stop next to him, thankful for the moment to breath. Walking quickly in heels was not easy.

“I’m sure they’ll notice. We should come up with a good excuse for why we were late, hmm?” He leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

“There’s no reason to lie. We should just tell them we were having sex.” Christy shrugged.

Isaac laughed. “You’re comfortable with the entire bus knowing we were up all night having sex?”

“Aren’t you?” She teased.

“Well, as much as I’d love to tell my brothers and my brother’s girlfriend and her best friend about my wife and my sex life-“

She laughed. “Well, when you put it that way…”

“We could tell them that we had a problem with checking out.”
Christy laughed. “That’s brilliant. You’re a pro at coming up with excuses not to tell your brothers we were up all night having sex and then had to have a quickie the next morning.”

His face turned slightly red, causing her to laugh harder.

He cleared his throat. “Why don’t we just tell them we slept in? It won’t be a total lie… we were in bed after all.”

Christy laughed. “We’d better hurry or we’ll really be late.”

“Well, technically we still have the room for another forty-five minutes.”

She laughed and tugged his arm. “We have to get to the next show. We’ve got to get to California before tomorrow, remember?”

Ahh, who needs a career?” He teased, wrapping his arms around her.

Christy dropped her purse and her carry-on bag and wrapped her arms around him. “It sounds good, but I don’t want to be branded a Yoko or a Courtney Love or anything.”

“Courtney Love?” He inquired.

“I’ll explain later.” She tugged his arm. “We’re going to be late. They’ll leave without us.”

They reached the bus just as the door flew open and Taylor appeared on the stairs. “Holy fuck you guys are late.” He commented.

“Sorry. We umm…” Christy began.

“We slept in.” Isaac exchanged glances with Christy. “Sorry.”

Taylor rolled his eyes. “Right. Just get on the bus.” Taylor propped the door.
Christy smiled and kissed Isaac’s cheek before climbing the stairs onto the bus.


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