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Kyle and in less than five hours she’s managed to figure it out already. “Okay, basically this weekend I was supposed to be off, but after you fired your last guy, Bold stepped in and said they would send someone, namely me, so I had to cancel my plans with my girlfriends. However, Cami, my boss’s boss and owner of Bold, offered my girlfriends her plane to bring them to San Diego.” She blushes. “We were coming down for the concert.”
    I can’t hold in the laughter. “You really are a fan, aren’t you?”
    “I was,” she says completely deadpan.
    Her seriousness is a shock. “And why has that changed?” I ask her, completely ignoring the fact that Kyle is standing right next to me.
    “Because I have to put up with you for the next twelve weeks.” I’ll put up with you, sweetheart, up and in. Damn it, Carver, cut the shit.
    “Fair enough,” I tell her.
    “Anyway, after the show we were going to spend the weekend on Coronado and just have some girl time. Well, I had to bail on them, again, and Cami felt bad. So anyway, back to the point, my friends, Sam and Jess, are on the plane waiting for it to take off for San Diego when all of a sudden Cami boards the plane, followed immediately by her husband.”
    “Oh, and who is that?” I ask; I honestly have no clue. Kyle has managed most of the Bold dealings, hence why he’s our manager.
    “Tristan Michaels,” Kyle chimes in.
    I look at Red and back to Kyle. I shrug.
    “Holy shit dude, you don’t know who Tristan Michaels is? Where have you been the last four years, under a fucking rock? Even I know who Tristan Michaels is,” Kyle says standing a little straighter.
    I watch as Red rolls her eyes. “Tristan Michaels is one of Hollywood’s biggest celebrities, the whole Love is Burning movie phenomenon?”
    I curl my lip. “I’ve heard of those, but…,” I shrug. “I’m a dude, chick flicks don’t do it for me.”
    Red laughs. “Well, okay then. Bottom line is that I called Kyle back wondering about remaining VIP passes.”
    “Just use yours,” I tell her.
    “And that is the problem. I was going to give them to Sam and Jess, kinda my payback for ditching them this weekend and having to ditch them during the show. They’re fans and they haven’t a clue that I’m now working for you guys.”
    I can’t comprehend why she wouldn’t tell her girlfriends. “Why not?”
    She gives me an exasperated look. “Because I’m not allowed to. They know the drill, so I thought that if I gave them my VIP passes that they’d get over it and figure it out without me actually having to tell them, because I can’t,” she says with emphasis.
    I look at Kyle. “Can we handle getting this Cami and Tristan VIP access?”
    Kyle nods his head. “Though I doubt they’ll need it. I’m sure you’re the only one on the planet who doesn’t know who Tristan Michaels is.”
    I sock Kyle in the shoulder. “Whatever, dude, just get it done.”
    “Hey guys, we’re here,” someone shouts from up front.
    “Let’s get to work,” Red says as she hops down off of her bunk at the same time the bus comes to a stop, throwing her off balance and right into my arms.
    Fuck, she feels just as amazing as she looks. She’s skinny, but she’s not bony. Supple and ridiculously sexy as hell; my cock hardens to a point beyond pain. I’m growing a serious case of blue balls right now and it’s driving me nuts. Shut up, that was so not intended to be a pun and I’ll be dammed if her hip isn’t rubbing up against him.
    “You all right?” I ask her. Her eyes widen at the sound of my voice that’s filled with lust. God, I fucking want to be buried inside her sweet cunt.
    “I’m…I’m fine,” she stutters and she tries to stand up, but I’m not ready to let her go just yet. My lips twitch with a desperate need to kiss her.
    Someone clears his throat and I freeze. Instantly helping her to her feet just in time to see Kyle staring at both of us and for some unknown