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of the couch, but didn't say anything. Was he complying with her request, or was there no way for him to deny he entertained groupies?
    "Anyway, I'm not asking you for any sort of commitment. But I'd like to ask for a few concessions."
    "Okay."
    She fidgeted. He made her nervous, sitting there staring at her, looking like he was ready to explode. “If we...” She took a breath. “If we become lovers, I won't share you. No bunnies or groupies, or old girlfriend booty calls. Just us, until you move on to someone else.” She choked on the last words, but they needed to be said because she knew it would happen. Eventually he'd get bored with her, meet somebody flashier who'd turn his head, and he'd be gone.
    All of a sudden, he looked very angry, his jaw clenched, and he loudly set down his beer.
    "And privacy. I'd like to keep us out of the tabloids, if possible.” She gestured flightily with her hand, getting it out before she lost her nerve. “I'm not saying we have to be secretive, but I don't want to be plastered on the front of every tabloid the way you...” Oops. That just slipped out.
    He groaned quietly, put one booted foot onto the opposite knee. It had to be killing him to keep quiet, and he looked madder than hell.
    "And I guess that's all I can think of right now, other than your needing to work on your dirty talk. I was uncomfortable with the swearing and talking down to me.” She shook her head. “I'm not used to that kind of thing.” Not used to men like Chase at all, really. She'd had four serious boyfriends that she'd slept with, and their dirty talk was suitable for a Disney film compared to his smut in the trailer.
    Chase stayed silent.
    She asked, “Is that all okay?"
    His eyes flashed danger. “Well, you said your piece, now I'm gonna say mine."
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Chapter Four
    Chase stood and walked across the room leaving Reno sitting on the couch staring at his back. All of a sudden, she could use a drink.
    When he turned to face her, he spread his feet apart, his hands fisted at his sides. “Last night, you wouldn't let me explain, and I'm damn sure going to set you straight now.” His low voice rumbled.
    Reno swallowed, shaking a little inside. Not from fear, but desire. Something about the way he took control made her feel secure and...mushy inside. She didn't expect him to grovel, but he came on surprisingly forceful. She hadn't known that quality in a man before.
    "The condoms were a gag. My drummer stuffed them in that drawer a couple months ago, and told me to use them all before filming ended. Did you see how many were in there?"
    Reno nodded and opened her mouth to answer.
    "All of them. I didn't use any.” He walked toward her. “You wanna know why?"
    She just blinked and drank in his intensity.
    He paused a second, then said, “When I met you, I knew I'd found someone special. But I didn't want to believe it at first. I had to test it, and poke at it, and stir it up some, but you're real.” His brow furrowed, and his gaze bore into hers. “You're as nice as you seem, and as smart as they come, and way too good for a hick like me."
    "Too good? No, Chase—” She stood and reached her hand out toward him, but he backed away.
    "Let me get this said. I lose my concentration when you're close."
    Reno clasped her hands in front of her. She wanted so badly to be in his arms, she pressed her knees together to keep from running to him.
    "I've been lonely my whole life, Reno. I thought it would never end, but then I met you.” He sucked in a breath and heaved it out. “Remember that first day we were introduced? We talked for an hour, and I couldn't believe my luck. You're beautiful and your body is fantastic, but you're a good person. And that's what makes me crazy for you.” He walked back to the bar, resettling his hat on his head.
    Her knees turned to pudding and she sank to the couch, her head spinning from his surprising admission. What was he saying? It sounded