Picture Perfect

across her path.
    I loved the idea of her being Tessa Rand, but I knew it was way too early to tell her that. Putting an arm around her shoulders, I pulled her to me as I smiled into her eyes. “Aw babe, it’s cute! See, you were always meant to be my girl. Would it make you feel better if I started writing Flynn + Tessa on every piece of paper that I see?”
    Shaking her head, she groaned. “I swear to god, if this floor would just open up and take me now, I’d feel soooo much better.”
    By the end of the meal I’d talked her parents into flying out to LA for the opening and closing nights of our tour. It didn’t take much to convince them, which was great. It turned out that they loved LA, had even talked about moving there. Ultimately, they’d decided to wait and see what happened with Tessa’s career, figuring that if she wound up in LA they’d move there, and if she wound up somewhere else, they’d relocate there. I totally understood that, because my family would have moved anywhere that my home base was.
    Tess was thrilled that her parents were going to come out for the shows, especially since I’d already talked Jess into coming as well. It would be a great opportunity for Tessa to see the people that she loved before and after we got caught up in the tour. Our stop in Philly wouldn’t come until the second month of our tour schedule, so it would be an adjustment for her not to see them for so long. My goal was to always do everything I could to make her happy.
    I already knew that failing where she was concerned wasn’t an option for me. I was past the point of no return with her, and I loved it.

Chapter Thirty

    I’d been in LA for more than a week, and living with Flynn exceeded all of my expectations. We got along perfectly. We made each other laugh out loud, we could talk about anything and our lovemaking was out of this world amazing. I felt like a woman like I never had before. He’d opened a whole new world to me, and it had changed me forever for the better. I’d come alive with him and it made me deliriously happy.
    The guillotine that hung over my head was my anxiety about the tour. Professionally, I was excited and I couldn’t wait. Personally, I’m scared to death that the exposure to the groupies and the anything goes sexual buffet that is offered on tour will pull him away.
    Today I’m meeting Flynn’s sisters for the first time. They’re coming over with his dad, his grandparents, their brothers, sisters-in-law and their aunt. Flynn and I spent most of last night making potato salad, macaroni salad, deviled eggs, fruit and vegetable platters, spinach dip and buffalo chicken dip. All that’s left for him to cook now are the hot dogs, burgers and chicken breasts.
    We’d also tried to make the house a little more comfortable. We both knew that it was an almost impossible task, but a trip through Bed Bath and Beyond meant that there were at least blankets, throw pillows and some candles in the living room. Our efforts didn’t yield huge results, but it gave the house a scintilla of comfort that it was sorely lacking.
    I was standing at the kitchen counter uncovering all of the food we made when Flynn stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my middle, pulling me back against him.
    “We work well together baby. Thank you for doing all of this with me. You’re incredible and it means the world that you’re here.”
    Laying my head back on his chest, I sighed. “I think you’re pretty damn incredible too, and I love being here.”
    I moaned as his hands started sliding up my torso and he buried his face in my neck and gave me a love bite. Settling his hand over my tummy possessively, he pulled me hard up against him as his other hand cupped my left breast. “Mm babe,” he whisper growled into my ear, “It’s only been an hour but I’m already strung out for you. I can’t wait till we’re alone again later and we can dive into our bed and not come out until tomorrow.”
    My knees turned to jelly and every nerve ending in my body caught fire. He was insatiable, and I was right there with him for the ride. Sliding my hand up behind his neck, I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him. The hand he’d had cupping my breast moved up to caress my face, and I melted into him like butter.
    “My God Tess, I can’t tell you how much I love having you in my life,” he said.
    We were interrupted by the sound of people clapping. Flushing with embarrassment, I