Crossover: Double Cross Series

By P. Sawyer

**Previously published under Paige Matthews**

Secrets Can Destroy. Can they overcome theirs?

Faith Maguire has spent the last six years traveling the world running from her past and the secret she hides. After finding her fiancé cheating on her in Milan, Faith heads home to Fuquay Varina, NC. Faith plans to lick her wounds and take some time off until she is offered a position documenting the upcoming tour for Double Cross.

Gabe Cross has spent the last six years trying to forget the girl that broke his heart. As Gabe prepares for another three months on tour, he's ready to do whatever he needs to do to keep the hurt and pain buried in women and booze. The plan was concrete until she shows up on tour.

Faced to confront the hurt and pain six years forgot-Gabe and Faith must learn how to move on from their pasts in order to have a future, but will their secrets prevent them from having their second chance?

• Language: English
• Publisher: P. Sawyer
• Release date: Aug 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201614652

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Chapter 1

That was fucking awesome! I high-fived Jax as we left the stage, finishing the first gig of the new tour. We had opened up in Raleigh, which we usually did – some fucking idea Caleb had had when we hit it big - he mentioned it being some tribute to the fans that had helped us. He could be such a fucking sap at times.

Hey, you ready to see what's in the after party for us? Jax asked, smiling as Reese walked by shaking her head in disgust.

Fuck yeah! See anybody earlier that might be, you know, worth a little?

Not really, although there was a hot little blonde - wonder if she stayed around. He shrugged his shoulders as we entered our dressing room to shower before heading over to the after party a few doors down. Another fucking change - Kat thought it would be a good idea to have a meet-and-greet after – yeah, just what I wanted to do - sit, sign autographs, make small talk with pathetic fan girls. Nope! Not me! I wanted to drink and get laid.

Maybe we'll get lucky at this thing Kat put together.

I laughed. Probably a bunch of screaming teenagers. Although Jax had a point; there could be potential...I smiled.

I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom, turning on the shower. I let the room fill with steam as I undressed. Pulling off the sweat-soaked tank top, I stared at myself in the mirror. The tattoos covered my chest, my arms and my back, which was adorned with the same double Celtic Cross Caleb had on his arm. We’d gotten them together when we moved out of our parents’ home - a declaration of sorts, our signal of freedom from a life we hated; a promise to our future. I zeroed in on the tattoo just above my heart, the letters FC tattooed inside of a black sparrow - a remembrance to the one person I had lost many years ago. It had actually been one of the first tattoos I ever inked on me; one that was the most important. Sure, the Celtic bands graced my shoulders, the crosses that covered my back and arms - different versions, all for a simple purpose; to forget. Forget the heartache, and to forget the pain. I’ve spent the last six years trying to forget.

I shook my head and finished undressing, stepping into the shower to wash another night of music off my body. I showered quickly, making sure the main man was nice, clean, and ready for action. I threw on a pair of jeans, a clean tee shirt, and stepped out into the main room. Jax nodded at me as he headed to the bathroom.

The dressing room used to be busier - women coming and going, security team, Hunter, anyone and everyone in and out. Tonight, it was quiet. Caleb and Kat had a separate dressing room now, due to Michael, their son, being on tour with us; Reese tended to hang out in there. Her and Jax seemed to be off again, even though they really were never on – too much drama for me to care about. I just wanted to get the meet and greet over with, get some ass - maybe two - and head back to the condo that was now pretty much mine alone.

A knock on the door alerted me to the fact it was time to plaster on the fake smile and make nice with the fans. Five minutes. It was Cameron, one of Caleb’s security team. I usually had Devlin send Mac to me when we were on tour, but he was busy with a different assignment. Cameron had brought on a few new guys, and I was still getting used to them. I find it difficult to trust the abilities of people I don’t know. I’ve only trusted a few people in my life; three of them were in a band with me, and the only other one left me in cold blood. Trust is not something I give easily.

Thanks, I yelled back. I heard the shower turning off, and knew Jax was due out shortly. He stepped out of the bathroom, his hair spiked up, gathered from the sides into the middle, looking like a Mohawk of sorts. I nodded to him and he nodded back. He threw on a shirt and we headed to the room next door, the Green Room normally. I saw Reese sitting at the far end of the table, Caleb sitting next to her. Kat was in the corner on her phone, Cameron and the crew strewn around the room. I sat next to my brother. Double trouble, we used to say. Jax took the seat next to me, which happened to be the first empty one.

Okay guys. I thought this meet and greet would be a great idea to prove to the media you aren’t assholes. So let’s keep on your best behavior. Kat eyed Jax and me. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Her ideas were good; most bands did the meet and greet thing. I just didn’t want to be the one doing it.

We’re not five, Kat. We can behave, I quipped back.

Your reputation doesn't say that. Please try and refrain from picking up your next piece of ass until this is done. She smirked and sat on the couch in the corner of the room, making googly eyes at Caleb.

Her belly was starting to show, and I looked at my soon to be sister-in-law in a new way. She had settled my brother down quite a bit, and they were working on getting their family in order, but in the process, she had turned him into a love-sick puppy dog. Okay, it wasn’t that bad - maybe I was just jealous. I couldn’t dwell on it. The doors opened and the line of fans started. We spent an hour signing autographs and taking photos. I was exhausted after it all. Jax slapped me on the back. Ready to head out? Find a few pieces of ass?

Of course. I need a drink and some fun, I replied, and turned to Caleb, slapping hands. Have fun dude. See you tomorrow.

I always have fun. He slapped Kat’s ass and I shook my head. Four months pregnant and it didn’t look like neither of them had quieted it down much.

Let’s go. I looked at Jax and we walked out of the room. We headed toward the back door and out to the Tahoe that was waiting. I uttered the name of the club we were headed to, to the driver, and we were off. A night of partying and fun would be enough to take my mind off of her, off of it all.

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We arrived at Raleigh’s most notorious club, Deceit. It was one of our hangouts while in town. Jax and I made our way to the front of the queue at the entrance, and were waved in by the bouncer. We walked up to the VIP area and sat on a red couch that overlooked the dance floor. Cindy, one of the waitresses, came over to take our order.

Grab me a Guinness and three shots of Patron.

Cindy nodded and turned to Jax, who ordered a mixed drink of sorts, and three shots. Cindy strutted off, her ass swaying as she walked away. Fuck, the uniforms didn’t leave much to imagination.

Cindy was back in a hurry, leaving our drinks in front of us. The bouncers started allowing specific girls up to the loft - they knew what we liked. The girls were tall, thin, boobs hanging out, and either blonde or brunette. My lap filled quickly, a leggy blonde in a short black dress on one leg, a brunette in a red strapless and very short dress on my right. A third girl knelt between my legs, running her hands up and down my thighs. My dick stirred at the thought of where she was headed. I was all for a great blowjob, hand job…whatever, but never in public. I sat up and kissed her roughly, thanking her for her enthusiasm. The girls on my lap started whispering things into my ears, about how they loved to fuck celebrities, how they loved to fuck together. I rolled my head back as their lips landed on my neck at the same time. Their hands moved up and down my body.

The blonde repositioned herself so that she was straddling my cock. It was pretty obvious they had me turned on. I ran my hands up and over her breasts, pulling one from her dress and sucking the nipple into my mouth. I replaced it where I had found it and turned my head to meet the mouth of the brunette. They definitely knew how to work a man into a frenzy. I pulled back and took a swig of my beer. Jax was occupied with his own ass. I turned my attention back to the two on my lap, who began making out with each other. Tongues intertwined, hands on each other’s breasts. I sat back and watched. Fuck me, I need to get laid! My dick was rock hard, and I needed a release. I had no problem taking them both back to the condo. I finished my beer and signaled to Jax. Normally, I’d stay out all night - but tonight I decided it was better getting the chicks to my place before I came in my pants like a virgin.

Let’s go, I said grabbing them and walking down the stairs. They looked at me with excitement, intrigue? I didn’t care about anything right now. I wanted to fuck and lose myself in whatever I could. Nothing except my cock and the two bimbos in front of me.

I ushered them to the SUV and we drove back to the condo. I offered them a drink in the car on the way back, and they kept making out with each other, rubbing their hands on me, over the bulge. Thank God for private elevators! Cameron dropped me off at the door, and I let the girls out first, pulling my key card out of my wallet. Sliding it into the slot, the elevator was called and doors opened. I led the girls into the elevator and up we went.

I opened the door and watched as the girls ran into the condo, like they were in some sort of retail shop or something. They ran to the couch and sat down. I shut the door and made my way to the bar area that I had installed after Caleb moved in with Kat. A downgrade in elegance, but who the fuck was I to say anything? I mean, he went from our condo to a little home in the suburbs. I knew they were looking for a new place, one with more security and, of course, more privacy. But with the tour and the baby on the way, and the wedding…I shook my head. Why the fuck was I thinking about them, when two more than willing girls sat on my couch? Beats me.

I grabbed a bottle of tequila, three shot glasses, and made my way to join them. I positioned myself between them, placing the bottle of booze on the table in front of me. A set of drumsticks lay on it, along with a few magazines and some music that I had been working on. Caleb and I wrote most of the songs for the band. I happened to be in a dry spell lately…no motivation.

I poured three shots, and handed one to each girl. Putting mine in the air, I saluted them. To a night of fun. I pounded the shot back and took another one. The girls slung theirs back as well.

To a night of fun, they said in unison. I sat back and let them move themselves over me again. The blonde ran her hands up and down my chest while I kissed the brunette, my hand holding her head, keeping her to me. I broke the kiss and turned my attention to the blonde. I had to decide which girl I was fucking tonight. It would only be one. I never actually fucked both of them - reason beyond me. But I enjoyed watching them go down on each other, while I fucked one from behind. It was routine and predictable, but that is what my life had turned out to be.

We toggled with each other for a few moments, hands over each other, mine on their asses, lips going back and forth. I motioned for them to stand in front of me. They did so obligingly. Strip. I commanded. The girls looked at each and then back at me, before seductively slipping out of the material that covered their curves. The blonde stood in a black lace bra and thong, the brunette was braless and in a black thong as well.

Make out with each other. I watched as they moved toward one another, the blonde’s hands making their way to the neck of the brunette. I didn’t get their names, nor did I care to. The girls angled their heads, taking each other’s mouths in a fluid motion. Their tongues battled with the other, hands making their way to areas lower. The brunette unclasped the blonde’s bra, releasing her fleshy mounds. My dick hardened more in my pants. I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper, attempting to ease the ache.

The girls noticed, and made their way over to me, the blonde kneeling as the brunette sat next to me. I looked at both of them, before bringing the brunette to my mouth, exploring hers with my tongue. My hands made their way to her breasts, fondling them roughly. I moved my mouth to them as the blonde took my length into her hand and began to stroke. A moan escaped as I took the brunette’s nipple into my mouth. I moved to the other one, pulling the bud through my teeth. I pushed her back into the couch, opening her legs wide with my hand. The blonde progressed to her mouth, taking my cock deep into her. FUCK… I hissed as I ripped the thong off of the brunette, allowing me access to her shaved pussy.

The blonde continued to swirl her tongue around the tip of my dick, sending shocks through me. I pulled the brunette off the couch and pulled myself out of the blonde’s mouth. I quickly repositioned us, me lying down, the blonde back on my dick and the brunette’s pussy over my mouth. I inhaled her musky scent, she was aroused already. I moved my fingers up and down the length of her slit, feeling the moisture slipping out of her lips. I split her with my fingers and felt the warmth of her immediately. I slid my finger inside her pussy as I licked her, focusing on her clit, flicking it with my tongue. I sucked it into my mouth, sliding it through my teeth as I let go. The moans escaping her mouth were proof enough that she was enjoying it. I pumped my fingers in and out of her greedy cunt as I licked her clit. I felt her body tighten around me, the muscles of her legs clenching around my head. I positioned my free hand on her ass, holding her close to me as she came against my mouth.

I followed quickly, spiriting my own release down the throat of the blonde. I didn’t care at that moment. Not a fucking care in the world. I moved the brunette off my face and sat up. The blonde was cleaning her mouth off as I repositioned myself again. Let’s take this to the bedroom.

I stood, pulled up my pants, and motioned the girls toward the stairs. The night had started great. I’m sure it would end pretty damn good as well. Maybe I would fuck both of them. Who knew? Who cared?

Chapter 2

I had just finished shooting the Vogue cover spread and was exhausted. We had finished early, and the crew wanted to go out for drinks. I politely declined, stating I was going to go back to the