Remi’s POV
It’s Saturday night and Blood Ink are playing at the biggest arena venue in Los Angeles in preparation for their upcoming world tour. And it’s also been a couple of days since Gray and I agreed to do whatever it is we agreed to over the phone. I don’t know the logistics of what is going on and I haven’t had the chance to ask either.
Gray’s schedule has been crazy busy the past couple of days, so I haven’t had the chance to spend any alone time with him. If he’s not doing a photoshoot, working in the studio on a song, or practicing with the rest of the band members, he’s with Jasmine Ivy for the contractual relationship.
It’s been hard to talk to him, but that didn’t stop him from watching me intently across the room as if he were trying to undress me with his eyes or smirk in my direction when he thought no one was looking. Each time it would send a shiver down my spine and butterflies would erupt in my stomach.