Oblivion Series Book 2
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London Taylor's life takes an unexpected turn when she starts working at King's bar and catches the eye of Blake Johnson, the charismatic lead singer of the band Oblivion. As their paths intertwine, a whirlwind romance ensues, filled with passion, misunderstandings, and life-altering revelations. Amidst the chaos of Blake's final tour, London discovers she's pregnant with twins, leading to a journey of love, commitment, and the challenges of impending parenthood. Will their love survive the tumultuous world of fame and personal struggles?
Prologue
Book 2: Unexpected
London
The bar was filling up more than steadily. It was the same old, same old when Oblivion was back in townâŠor so I was told.
The beers flowed and the cash register rangâeveryone was excited to have the boys home, even if it was just for a few short days.
I was working my first ever shift at Kingâs, and it just so happened to be the busiest night.
I knew who Oblivion wasâwho didnât? The guys were huge; there were always stories about them in the tabloids and the internet. Iâd just never met themânot that I would be some starstruck fan if I did.
âOkay, so the guys will be here soon. They like pitchers of beer. Put them on that table over there.â Tania pointed it out to me.
Jacob was busy serving other customers and had left her to show me the ropes.
âIâll be serving the guys all night, so you just have to keep on top of the main bar here,â Tania said.
âYou want me to run the whole bar on my own?â Horror reflected on my face.
Itâs not that I wouldnât be able to do it. Itâs just that it was my first night, so a little slack should have been allowed, surely?
âItâs fine. Itâs only going to take me a couple of minutes to sort them outâŠunless Zeke wants me,â she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
I just shook my head and continued to serve the regulars, praying to the almighty to help me through the first night. It couldnât be that difficult, surely?
As soon as the band began doing their thing, the serving of drinks went down slightlyâenough that I could have a breather and go to the bathroom real quick.
A cover of Bon Joviâs âBed of Rosesâ echoed throughout the hall.
I couldnât help but smile; it was the first moment I actually got to listen to the band without fighting to understand what everyoneâs drink orders were.
Risking a quick peek, I saw Caleb serenading us with the lyrics. Zeke and Jay were playing their hearts out, both smiling and loving the moment.
I looked toward the back, and there he was, the band member I crushed on the mostâBlake Johnson. Even though he had a twin, Blake was the only man who could make me drunk on stupid.
Our eyes connected at one point, and everything around me washed away. It was as if we were the only two people in the room. My breath caught in my throat as we staring into each otherâs eyes.
A small smile appeared on his face, yet he never missed a beat of the song he was playing.
Breaking eye contact, I lost myself in work. I couldnât dare to look up and deal with the intensity again.
I probably looked like some horny teenager with eyes so wide that her crush smiling meant sheâd drop her panties and let him take her virtueâno questions asked.
âOkay girls, itâs about to get crazy,â Jacob yelled, bringing me back to the here and now.
I worked non-stop, serving everyone their beers. Tania took a couple of pitchers to the band, leaving with a smile but returning with a frown. I shrugged it off, guessing Zeke wasnât giving in to her tonight.
âCan I have a little service?â A rich tone sent my body into overdrive.
âIâll be with ya in a sec,â I yelled, not looking up.
I finished serving the couple I was attending and made my way to the spot where I knew the voice came from. âHey, what can I get ya?â I finally looked up and was met with the darkest of eyes.
My jaw dropped open at the realization of who was standing before me. It took me everything not to scream and jump around like some crazed fucking fan.
âYour number?â Blake asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
âMy number? Whatâs one of those?â My brain failed to comprehend what he was really asking for.
âYou have a cell phone?â
I nodded in response.
âSo, whatâs your number? Iâd like to call you and take you on a date,â he said with such ease.
âExcuse me? Iâd like to order,â another customer screamed from my left.
I stood with my jaw wide open, knowing I wasnât hearing him right. Heâd never call me and take me on a date. The guy was known for being a player and having a couple of different girls a night.
âErm⊠Iâm not sure thatâs a good idea.â I served the paying punters who wanted something I could actually give them.
âI donât give up. I will get your attention before the end of the night.â
I risked a look at his smug face. Oh God, he was dreamyâŠand that assâŠhot fucking damn.
I kinda got how guys felt when they saw a hot ass. It caused you to bite your lip, hold your breath, and pray to God you were not gonna die right there and then.
Was it hot in here, or was it just me? I squeezed my thighs tight as my core heated for the action.
Oblivion started up the second half of their set, and I was glad for the slow line of punters still wanting a beer. It allowed me to get myself under control.
I felt someone watching me, eyes burning my skin into an inferno. Taking a deep breath, I looked and found those big browns watching my every movement.
A few more songs, bottles of beers handed over, and aching feet later, I was glad for the night to almost be over. It was close to 1 a.m., and I was more than ready for bed.
Jacob signaled last orders, and everyone pitched in to get the hoard of people served and out of the bar by 2 a.m.
Tania passed me two pitchers of beer. âTake them over to the band. Iâm too pissed off to go over there again.â
Swallowing, I did as she asked, telling myself over and over to calm down. As I got closer, I noticed only Caleb and Jay were sitting in the booth.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I smiled, placed the beer on the table, and collected the empties. I was about to move when a pair of hands touched my hips, bringing them flush with someoneâs groin.
Waves crashed in my stomach and caused a slight light-headedness. My skin prickled with heat, a tingling feeling spread all over. Lips moved toward my right ear.
I just held my breath, not trusting myself at this moment in time.
âMy queen,â he whispered.
I burned with heat.
âUh huh.â It was all I could communicate. Useless, I know, but what was a girl to do when some hunk of a man seductively whispered in her ear and made the Earth shake from just two damn words?
âIâm sure you can muster up something more than that.â He laughed, still close to my ear.
Closing my eyes, I willed myself to control everything that was happening. My body betrayed me, shuddering at his touch. Oh God.
I tried to step away, but he gripped me tighter, refusing to release me.
âPlease,â I begged weakly, needing some air so I could breathe straightâŠwell, get myself straight.
âMy queen, how I love to hear you beg meâŠit makes me want to do many things I think youâd enjoy.â His lips touched my neck as he kissed me in a spot I never knew could cause me to burn. âLet me make you mine tonight.â
My head cleared as his comment bounced in my mind. Anger bubbled within me from the fact that he thought it would work.
Yes, he was hot, but I wasnât fucking dumb. I wouldnât just drop my panties for anyone, regardless of them being famous or not. I wasnât that kind of girl.
I spun around on my heels, poked a finger into his chest, and looked up into the eyes that made me melt. Wavering slightly from the heat of them, I scrounged all the energy I could muster.
âListen here, bucko. That might work with all the hussies youâre used to, but not with this girl.
âYou might be all that, Mr. I Can Just Smile And Have A Line Of Girls Bent Over Waiting To Be Taken, but Iâm no slut. So move along and find some cheap tramp. Tania seems to love coming over here. Iâm sure sheâll let you rock her world.â
I stormed off and got back to work, avoiding his gaze. My blood still boiled that I almost fell for his stupid lines.
***
The bar had closed a while ago, and the last of the stragglers were just about leaving. Jacob was talking to the band whilst I finished putting all the clean glasses on the shelf.
I was more or less done and even more than ready to get home and get some sleep. My feet felt as if they were about to drop off. I was done.
âHey, can I talk to you?â
My body shuddered at his voice. It annoyed the piss out of me that I had this reaction to him. I mean, he was a GodâŠit was just a shame his mouth let him down. Heâd be perfect eye candy.
âWhat?â My tone was icy. I had my hands on my hips as I stared into those dark eyes. Le sigh.
âI was wondering if we could take a walk. I want to apologize, and Iâd like to get to know you a little better. I didnât mean to sound like a dick. Itâs just an act, and I donât want it to be an act with you.
âI know itâs the early hours of the morning, and youâll probably wanna go home and rest, but I leave to go back on tour tomorrow. Now is the only opportunity I have.â He looked lost.
I wasnât completely sure what game he was playing.
I was fighting a battleâŠone where if I went, I wasnât sure if I would be able to stop myself from kissing him. And second, I wasnât sure if I could trust him not to try anything.
That thought alone disappointed me even more.
Hurt flashed through his eyes as I remained mute. He lowered his head and turned to leave. I reached out and touched his arm. Holy shit, he works out.
âOkay,â I whispered, not truly believing what Iâd agreed to.
He kissed my cheek and indicated with his finger to give him a minute.
I smiled to reassure him that it was okay, then took in a deep breath and prayed I wasnât making the biggest mistake of my life.
***
We walked around for a while and talked about small things. He asked me every question he could to know about me, my life, and what I wanted for the future.
It wasnât exactly warm out; I welcomed being so close to Blake when a blast of cool air brushed against my skin.
Heâd brought a blanket with him, and I was thankful for it when we finally sat down in a grassy field. He lay straight on his back, watching the stars above us. I followed, happy that I was no longer on my feet.
My hair was fanned out behind me, and Blake took my hand in his. Our fingers interlocked together. I was lost in this beautiful moment.
Both of us watched as the stars winked at us from the endless arch of the black void beyond the moonâs corona. In places, they reminded me of a birthstoneâblue and beautiful, all a glitter in their heavenly finery.
The ones furthest away, almost outside the span of human comprehension, were like flashing pinpricks in a veil of darkness. They had a faint silver tint, and they looked like they were the distant, glittering sparks from angel fire.
All were beacons of hope for the lost souls of the worldâor so I thought. It seemed to me that there was a snowfall in outer space, and I felt privileged to witness itâeven more so with Blake by my side.
I was feeling slightly awkward as I stared up into the night sky. Blake hadnât uttered a word, and I felt as if I was holding my breath for a lifetime.
I was beyond nervous; I couldnât believe I was here with the Blake Johnson.
âMy queen,â he whispered, and my heart pounded. âNot even all the beauty in the nightâs sky can overshadow the purest silk that you are. Never once have I been in the presence of such purity, and Iâm a bastard.
âI just want to taste the essence of you, the smallest taste to satisfy my devouring need to mark you mine. Your eyes glisten as you watch the power sparkle above you. Your lips are the perfect shape to mold with my own.â
My heart pounded. Our eyes, at some point, had found each otherâs. Our fingers were still entwined, his body slightly raised over mine. His left hand gently caressed my cheek, and I was a goner.
I needed his lips to touch mine. I wanted to feel the promises his eyes madeâŠI needed to have this connection⊠Fuck the consequences.
Would my heart break when he left to go back on tour? Hell, yes. Was I being stupid for responding to his presence right now? You bet your ass I was. But did I really, truly care? No. Not for one second.
Right now, I was a girl, looking at a guy, wanting to be swept off her feet with a single kiss.
With no more hesitation, Blake lowered his mouth to mine. Sparks flew, angels sang, and I fell down the rabbit hole. This man owned me, body and soul. I was destroyedâŠforever.
âOne universe, nine planets, two hundred and four countries, eight hundred and nine islands, seven seas, and I had the privilege to meet you,â Blake whispered against my lips, before claiming me once more.
I pulled him closer. His body now lay over my own. Our hands wandered over each otherâs, and the rest, as we say, was history.
