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turned so that we had eyes on Flynn and his band mate, Cole.  While Cole was incredibly attractive, I was not harboring any desire for him. I was only thinking about Flynn, but it wasn't lost on me that Devon was looking at Cole like he was a filet mignon.  A second later, I noted that Ian was also drinking Dillon in.  He looked tentative about it, but he was definitely interested in him.  That got an internal eyebrow lift from me, because I’d have sworn that when I walked over to them earlier, Ian and Devon had been eye fucking each other.  How odd.
    After we were finished watching them speak for a few minutes, Devon and Ian took me around the room and introduced me to everyone.  I met the engineer in charge of the CD recording and the stylist for the tour, along with several of the bands management team.  Ian got the attention of the three band members I hadn't met yet and brought them over to perform the introductions.  I liked Cole, Tyson and Gavin right away.  Each one was down to earth and totally unaffected by celebrity.  They remind me of the musicians I work with back in Philly, and that made me happy.  No stuck up celebrity head trips to navigate.
    As the party was winding down, I wound up sitting on one of the ridiculously uncomfortable couches next to Devon, talking about all the people I'd met tonight.  I felt him before I saw him, and when I looked up Flynn was making his way towards me. The look on his face was pure sin, and it left no doubt about he wanted. Immediately my core clenched as I went liquid all over again. 
    Devon made her excuses and scurried away, leaving me alone with Flynn.  He took the seat right next to me, and it took everything I had not to moan and beg him to take me.  Anywhere, anytime, however he wanted me, even if it was on one of those ridiculously ugly sofas.  Sadly for my libido I needed to remember that I was there in a professional capacity, and I needed to keep my legs closed.
    "It looked like you got to meet everyone tonight.  What did you think?"
    Put at ease by the professional tone of his question, I relaxed.  "I liked everyone very much.  I can see that we're all going to get along, and I think you've chosen to a perfectly matched group of people to get everything you want out of this tour."
    Smil ing, he nodded at me in agreement.  "We're all really happy with the group we've chosen.  We've had some pretty rough tours in the past, so we were very particular when we assembled this tours principal people.  You were the final piece to the puzzle.  We went through dozens of photographer portfolios, but nothing clicked until the night The Chaps showed us what you'd done for them.  And now, you're here.  Are you excited about going on a world tour?"
    Shaking my head in the affirmative, I laughed.  "I'm really excited actually.  I know it's going to be rou gh not going home for four months, but I'm ready for the experience.  As thrilled as I am to go, I don't think I could do it for years the way you have all done.  Of course, you're used to it I’m sure.  It must just be a way of life now."
    He looked pensive for a moment before answering.  "It's interesting that you would say that.  We're making the announcement to all of you tomorrow afternoon, and later tomorrow on our website and at a news conference… but, this is our last tour.  We're done.  We all love each other, love the music, but we hate the grind of the constant touring.  We've decided to grow up.  We started a record label and The Chaps are our first signed act. As friends, the band will be together forever, but no more touring."
    I was stunned.  I'd pre-judged Flynn and the guys as being rockers for life. S tories of the bands debauchery were legendary, and talking to Ian earlier today confirmed that they fucked way more people than the folklore claimed.  It seemed I had put him and the other guys in a box they didn't belong in. 
    "Wow Flynn.  I guess I never really thought