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of the stage, licking
the fuck out of a longneck. My dick twitches behind my zipper.
    Shifting my gaze to the opposite side of
the stage, I can see Callie and Thalia standing talking to Luke ; I try and breathe through my anger. So what if there’s a guy
sniffing around her? What the fuck do I care?
    Kicking a box out of my way, I stride
toward the chick. My fists clenching. My breathing heavy. Fuck!
    ~ * ~
    Simon’s on stage introducing us to the
crowd out front while we’re in the sidelines waiting to take up position, but
all I can think about is Callie. Wondering
what the hell she finds so damn attractive about him .
    “Oomph.” I rub my ribs giving Phoenix the
finger. Shit that hurt, but I’ll be
damned before I let him know it’s still hurting like a fucker. “What the hell’s
wrong with you?”
    “What’s wrong with me? The first time
you’re in the same room as Callie, and what do you go and do? Fuck, a fucking groupie whore. Open your
goddamn eyes.” He turns back to look at me, but not before I catch his eyes
straying behind me. I will not turn
around. I will not turn around.
    Fuck! I turn around. Luke’s got his hand on Callie’s hair. One of her curls,
wrapping around his finger. No way.
    Phoenix smirks before walking on stage.
    Just as I’m about to blow the gig and drag
Callie somewhere away from that bastard, Donovan wraps his arm around my neck,
practically dragging me onto the stage.
    “She’s fine. Leave it for now.” Donovan
releases me and starts his round of the stage getting everyone worked up.
    Usually, that’s me, but I can’t stop
looking at Callie. I didn’t fuck the chick. I couldn’t do it knowing Callie was
outside the room. Yeah, didn’t stop you
from having her suck you off though, did it?

Chapter 5
    Callie
    “Your hair’s so soft.” Luke laughs. “I bet
a gorgeous girl like you gets that a lot.” He continues to play with the loose
strands of my hair, letting them wrap around his fingers.
    I look up, meeting his eyes, and then gulp
with nerves. He’s a gorgeous guy. About my height, full of colorful tattoos…and
muscle. Licking my lips, I glance at Thalia who’s watching us closely. She
winks when I catch her eye, giving me the thumbs up.
    “Only once before,” I whisper, trying to
fight my way through my emotions. While I’m here with Luke, flirting with him,
I’m feeling shy, and can’t quite get the bad girl act going. Why now? Well,
I’ll tell you why now. The why is about thirty feet in front of me wearing the
meanest looking scowl I’ve ever seen anyone wear. In fact, I’m feeling more
nervous than shy and it’s because of the looks Reece keeps throwing at me.
    Taking a deep breath, I turn back to Luke
and give him a sweet smile. Laying on the Texas charm, I reach out and run a
finger along his arm. He breaks out in goose bumps. Inwardly smiling, I ask,
“So tell me Luke…are you really known as the panty stealer?” I lick my lips
again, flicking my hair over my shoulder while waiting for his answer.
    When he gets over his initial shock at my
question, he laughs. Maybe embarrassed. Hmm .
I cock an eyebrow, waiting for him to reply. Is he blushing? I grin. There is nothing for it. A huge grin splits
my face at the big bad ass standing in front of me – blushing.
    He moves a tad closer, and whispers,
“That’s actually Taron or was, but tell me, are you going to let me steal
yours?”
    I should have known that, but he has my
brain befuddled.
    With one hand still attached to my hair, he
slides his other hand along my arm. Tickling along my skin and leaving a trail
of heat. Why the hell do I have to get turned on by him? When my intention was
to make Reece hot and bothered knowing what he’s given up?
    I glance to the stage and Reece looks ready
to come over to us and kick some ass. Well, if he can go off with a skank in
front of me then why the hell can’t I have some fun? It’s only fair.
    Leaning in, I whisper in his ear, “To steal
mine,