Miles of Pleasure by Stephanie Nicole Read Free Book Online

"Fine, but we're going to an early show. The next city we stop in, we'll find a movie theater." The look on Brandon's face was priceless. He looked like he was going to jump up and down. "But I get to pick the movie," she said.
    Brandon's face froze for a moment. That could mean chick flick. But hell, it was worth it to be able to spend time with Kaylee again. His face resumed the joyous look. "You won't regret this." He grabbed Kaylee's shoulders and pulled her close to kiss her cheek. Then he let her go and pushed her back a little, just wanting to get away from her before she changed her mind.
    Kaylee snickered and shook her head as she regained her balance. She watched Brandon disappear through the door. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his presence. Before she thought that feeling was because she liked him, now she wasn't so sure.

    The next day, thetourbus pulled intothe hotelparking lot. As a rare treat, they were able to gethotel rooms rather than sleeping on the bus. It seemed like they were never in one place long enough to stay in a hotel room, but since they had planned on staying for three nights, they were able to finally sleep in an actual bed.
    Since Kaylee was the only girl, she got her own room, while Noah and Ashton shared a room on one side of her, and Colton and Jayden shared on the other side of her. She threw her suitcase on the bed, watched it bounce once on the firm mattress, and headed straight for the bathroom. To her delight, there was a nice garden tub, with her name written all over it.
    She turned the tap on and poured in one of the hotel's mini bottles of bubble bath. Once she got the right temperature, she went over to the mirror and put her hair up in a twist. She began to undress, patiently waiting for the tub to fill.
    Naked, Kaylee stepped into the tub, careful not to slip. When she was immersed up to her shoulders, she heaved a satisfied sigh and laid her head back. Being on the bus all the time, she never got the luxury of relaxing in a hot tub, so she was going to get her fill of it while she could. In fact, she might stay in here for hours. Nothing was as relaxing as a soapy soak.
    She decided that their stay at the hotel was going to be spent pampering herself. She was going to check out the hotel's spa the next day for a facial, massage, manicure, and pedicure. Every woman needs to splurge sometimes, especially after all she'd been through.
    Her peace and planning were interrupted by a loud banging on the wall. Without lifting her head or opening her eyes, she pounded back on the wall. There was no doubt that it was the boys, trying to mess with her. They weren't going to get to her this time. She wasn't going to let them ruin her moment of bliss.
    Then she heard a door slamming shut. She reached for the towel that hung on the bar outside of the shower, and shrieked when her hand touched something warm and rough.
    She yanked the towel out of the hand that held it and wiped her eyes clear. She should have known that Ashton wouldn't leave her alone for long. She stood there for a minute, in shock, before she remembered that she was naked. She shrieked again and covered her body with the towel, forgetting she was covered in bubbles and water. The towel was instantly heavy and soaked.
    "What the fuck are you doing in here?" Kaylee yelled at him as she tried to struggle to her feet without slipping in the bubbles. She got even angrier when she saw the delight in his eyes. "How the hell did you get in? Can't I ever get any privacy?"
    Ashton wanted to come up with a quick comeback, but he was too stunned. He had heard the water running through the wall of his hotel room, and knew it was the perfect opportunity to torment Kaylee. But he had never expected to be so turned on by her.
    Kaylee wasn't shaped like a twig. She had a little meat on her bones, just enough to make her look hot. Ashton usually went for the women that were thin as rails, but seeing Kaylee like this made him