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job. But love doesn’t work that way. Never has, never will.”
    “I never said anything about love.”
    She leaned forward and patted my shoulder. “You didn’t have to.”
    I sighed deeply. “That obvious?”
    “To me? Yeah. You wouldn’t be this freaked out if your feelings weren’t so strong.”
    “But it’s so fast. Too fast.”
    “Does telling yourself that change how you feel?”
    “Nope.”
    “Well, there’s your answer, then.”
    “Fair enough.” I frowned, looking down at my watch. “Hey, it’s about that time. We should pay and get out of here.”
    “Oh shit.”
    “Sorry, relationship guru. Time for you to get tatted up.”
    “You won’t tell anyone if I faint, right?”
    “Our secret. No one but me will know what a big baby you are.”
    Liss scrunched her nose at me and then smiled. “Okay, okay. Let’s get this over with before I lose my nerve.”
    We paid the check and walked across the street to the tattoo place. A guy with amazingly intricate sleeve-work was sitting behind the counter and welcomed us. Liss went off for her appointment after casting one last look of fear over her shoulder. I smiled reassuringly and waved, making my way over to the seating area.
    While I waited for her, I checked my email and voicemail. Ryan had forwarded a ton of things that I just skimmed, figuring I could dig in later on my computer. But one message caught my eye. Sales figures from the label, which came in often, but there was something else in the email chain. A mention of someone called Julia Connor. The name sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it. I considered looking her up, but got distracted by the rest of the message. Based on what I saw, the new album, Not Keeping Score , was already about to go platinum and based on projections might even double. That was huge. The label had taken a real risk on the guys after the first one. It had sold well, but nothing amazing. The new contract had really been won based on the attention the guys were receiving, and the extremely obvious fact that Joe was born to be a super star.
    It was great, and my first thought was to tell Dex. But I hesitated, and then was annoyed with myself for it. I needed to follow Liss’s advice. Instead of worrying about any of the million possible bad things that might happen, I should enjoy us.
    So I called his room at the hotel. It was clear from his voice that he’d just woken up.
    “Did you get some rest?”
    “Yes. Slept like the dead.”
    “Hangover?”
    “Seven out of ten.”
    “Poor baby.”
    “Becca, that was not at all sympathetic. You sound positively gleeful.”
    I laughed, letting the sexy sound of his sleepy voice soothe away my last doubts. “I am, but not about that.”
    “What, then?”
    “I’ve got some top secret info.”
    He chuckled. “Good. Tell me.”
    “I was just reading my emails and the album is doing incredibly well. Like platinum well.”
    “No shit?”
    “No shit.”
    “That’s great news. I’d hate to have to get a real job.”
    “No chance of that now. I’m really happy for you.”
    “Us, love. Be happy for us. You’re part of the family now, whether you like it or not.”
    “I do like it.”
    “Good. Are you having a fun with Liss? Give her a kiss for me.”
    “Yeah. She’s busy right now. What kind of kiss?”
    “Ideally something sloppy, with tongue. But come back to the hotel first so I can watch.”
    “Pervert.”
    “Indeed.”
    I laughed and stepped outside the tattoo place. The guy at the counter had been glaring at me since I started talking.
    “You going to do anything today?”
    “Yes,” Dex replied. “Wait for you to come back. I miss you.”
    “No you don’t.”
    “Yes, I do. Come home. We’ll go out on a date.”
    “A what?”
    “Date. You know, eat dinner in a restaurant. I’ll be nervous; you’ll mess about with your hair. It’ll be fun.”
    It hit me in that second that we never had actually been on a date. Sure, we’d shared a fair