The Rock Star And The Virgin (Virgin Erotic Romance) Read Free Page A

reluctantly she went.
    As they walked towards the stairs the front door opened, her father was home. His face was flushed and he looked a little excited, something that didn’t happen too often these days. “Look who I found waiting outside.”
    Sarah's heart skipped a beat, there behind her father stood Billy. He looked the same as he had five years ago, the only difference, the cost of his clothes. She stood not knowing what to say, his gaze took in her casual clothes.
    “Hi, Sarah. I’m a bit early.”
    “That’s OK,” she said before bolting up the stairs to change and apply some make-up to hide her blotchy tear stained face.
    Her mother, still a master at covering up awkward moments, grabbed Billy and steered him towards the kitchen. “Tell us about being a rock star, Billy. We've watched your career in the papers but we never thought we'd be honoured with a visit now you’re so famous.”
    “Don't be silly, Mrs H. I’m still the same small town boy.”
    “That’s just what I told Sarah.”
    “Did you? Is she OK? She looked a little upset.”
    “She's great, seeing you brought some old memories back, that's all.”
    “Oh. I hope I haven't upset her.”
    “Don't be silly, we are all thrilled to see you, isn't that right dear?” Sarah's Mom tried to bring her husband in on the conversation, he really did seem a little star struck.
    “Yes. Of course, very pleased to see you. Makes us all realise good things really do happen.”
    The three of them talked about old times while Sarah frantically tried to figure out what to wear. She had no idea where they were going, and Billy's clothes didn’t help, he always looked smart casual. He could have gone into any cheap diner or expensive restaurant and not looked out of place.
    Eventually she settled for a mid length green dress she had brought for a wedding a few months ago. It flattered her slim figure and the colour suited her perfectly. It didn’t say “I’m easy, take what you want”, but it didn’t say “hands off either”. She quickly applied her make up and grabbed her shoes and ran down the stairs. Reaching the kitchen, breathless, she stood and watched her parents talking to Billy, happy to see them all at ease. Perhaps she had worried for nothing after all. The Billy that stood in her kitchen was the one she had always known.
    His gaze met hers and her cheeks flushed red, she lowered her eyes, pretending to concentrate on putting her shoes on. Every nerve and cell of her body reacting to him, as a woman, not as a teenage girl.
    Sarah's Mom caught the look too, “Well, you kids probably want to get going, not hang around with us.”
    “It's always good to see you Mrs H,” Billy said truthfully. “But you’re right we should get going.”
    Sarah's heart began to hammer in her chest, how was she going to last a whole evening in his company without making a fool of herself. Just because her body responded to him sexually like a woman, it didn’t mean the rest of her knew how to behave like one. She guessed Billy must have met lots of sophisticated woman in the last five years. The thought made her feel like it was her first day at school, afraid of showing herself up in front of the big kids.
    Her parents walked them to the door, “See you later,” her Mom said, hugging Sarah she whispered, “Relax, you look beautiful. Enjoy yourself.”
    Sarah smiled, “Thanks Mom.”
    “That’s what I’m here for.” She released Sarah, and then spoke to Billy, “Look after her.”
    “I will Mrs H. We won’t be too late.”
    He led Sarah out to his car, not as flash as Sarah had feared. In fact it looked kind of practical, comfortable and economic. Billy watched her face, registering the look of surprise. “Not flash enough for you?” he laughed.
    “No, it’s great. Not what I expected is all.”
    “Got to look after the environment, I refuse to have a gas guzzler just for the sake of my image.”
    Sarah laughed, “I would never have guessed