Jude…
I entered the studio the next morning warily when I noticed Chris's car sitting outside in the lot, and I couldn't help but cringe at the idea of another male to male confrontation. But that was before I walked into the soundroom to find both guys sitting at the soundboard discussing what sounded like beats and rhythms along with possible lyric ideas. What the hell? I watched them a moment in amused silence as Kwest skirted past me with two steaming cups of coffee. He smiled at me before shrugging as if to say 'hell if I know' in answer to my unspoken question.
"You two didn't get engaged over a common poison ivy affliction, did you?" I asked on a small smile as Chris and Tom both looked up simultaneously. Their eyes were bloodshot and from the bottle of aspirin sitting on a table nearby, I had a sneaking suspicion what those two had been up to the night before. Chris just shrugged.
"It took me a whole case of chocolates and a dozen roses, but he finally consented." Chris commented on a laugh as I narrowed my eyes at the two. I knew that comment was a silent way to inform me that it probably wasn't wise to ask about what had happened so I kept my mouth shut—focusing instead on the upcoming tour Darius had just informed me that he had lined up for me in America.
"You look just a little uptight." Tommy remarked quietly as I took a seat next to him slowly. I barely even looked over at him as I stared out into the empty recording room remembering everything that had happened there over the past two years.
"I'll be leaving on tour soon." I declared softly as I heard him sigh next to me. I wasn't fond of the idea that I would be leaving so soon after his return especially since I was just beginning to realize that I might want to explore what we had just begun when he left the first time. Chris touched me lightly on the shoulder from behind me and I jumped. He immediately apologized as I spun around.
"Want to get out of the studio for a little while?" He asked suddenly as I just shook my head slowly until Tommy grabbed me surprisingly by the hand. My whole body felt as if it had been hit by lightening.
"Go." Tommy stated in a low tone as I glanced back over at him uncertainly. "Darius told me about the tour. He doesn't want us to get too heavily involved in the production of a fourth album until you've made the circuit." Tom finished as I glanced between then two men quietly before finally consenting. I made it halfway to the door before stopping to look back at Tom. I just needed time with him before we got separated again. I needed it.
"You coming?" I asked him suddenly as he looked over at me in shocked surprise. I just shrugged as Tommy began to shake his head only to have Kwest push against his shoulder almost demandingly.
"Go." Kwest whispered loudly as I looked over into Tom's eyes imploringly. I didn't know what Chris was doing behind me, and I didn't care. I wanted Tom to come. Tom stared down at the soundboard as if it held some almighty answer to his dilemma before finally standing up and grabbing his leather jacket.
"I never could deny that sullen expression of yours." He whispered as we turned to walk out of the studio and I smiled. I had to remember that about him.
