Husband of My Dreams Chapter 14

My dad pulled into the park where the picnic was supposed to be and I looked around, noticing how empty it was.

"Well it starts at noon and it's 11:30... Maybe we're just early?" I offered.

"Maybe." My dad shrugged and we got out, leaning against the car.

Soon enough, a van pulled up next to us, the bands trailer in tow. One of the crew members got out and smiled at me. I smiled back, my eyes widening when Nick ran over and hugged me. "Someone's excited to see me." I giggled and hugged back.

"Yeah, but Adam will be more excited." He let go.

"Speaking of... Where's everyone else?"

"Am I not enough?" He pouted before chuckling. "They'll be here later." I nodded and smiled more, following him to the picnic table.



About half-way through, Mark and Richie showed up, both hugging me. Soon enough, they both let go and Richie walked away, Mark staying by me.

"Where's Adam?" I bit my lip.

"He should be here soon. By the way, thanks for hooking me up with that fan. We really hit it off."

I giggled. "Of course. Now, I see some girls who have been staring at you since you drove up on your motorcycle. Go meet them." I smiled and gently shoved him away. A pair of very familiar inked arms wrapped around my waist and I smiled more, relaxing against him. "Hey Adam."

"Hey yourself." He whispered, resting his chin on my shoulder. "When'd you get back?"

"Uh... About a week ago." I turned to face him.

"A week ago? And you didn't text me?" He frowned.

"I wanted it to be a surprise." I smiled a bit.

He smiled back and just kept holding me. I gently laid my head on his chest. "Y'know, I missed you." He put his head on mine.

"I missed you too. And now we get to hang out for an hour."

"But an hour isn't enough... Wanna come over afterwards?"

"I'd have to check with my dad, but other than that, I'd love to."

"I hope he says yes. Three weeks without seeing you, or having any contact for that matter has been terrible." He gently tightened his hold on me.

I softly giggled and let go, and surprisingly he did too. "Go hang out with your fans. I'll talk to my dad, okay?"

"But..." He pouted.

I shook my head. "This is their and your one chance to get to know one another."

"Fine." He sighed. "But promise me that we'll hang out later, okay?"

"Okay." I smiled softly. He kissed my forehead and walked away. Did he just...?