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I sashay toward him, smirking, and run my hand down the side of his face.
"You're asking for trouble, Sparrow."
"You leave traces of desire on my skin as your hands explore every curve and line," I croon into the microphone. "Lost in the rhythm, our bodies entwined."
"Son of a bitch," he groans, going rigid in his chair. His eyes narrow on me, a sinful threat lurking in their depths. I'm going to pay for this. Dearly.
"The taste of whiskey on your lips, burning slow. You trail kisses down my throat, crooning for me to let it go."
I glance from him to the crowd. There are a few couples on the dance floor, swaying back and forth. But most everyone is watching us, fascinated. Can they tell that he isn't just someone from the crowd? Do they know that he scares and excites me at the same time? Can they see that I'm falling for him already?
John's watching us just as intently as before. But he doesn't look happy. In fact, he looks angry. His gaze meets mine, and I see the anger banked in his eyes. And for the first time ever, I realize that Kane was right all along.
He does want to sleep with me. He holds my gaze for a moment and then gets up, and storms toward the door to the bar.
A chill rips through me, but I keep singing.
As soon as the last note dies, Gideon rises from the chair. "You're taking a break. Call it," he growls so only I hear him.
I meet his gaze, see how dark his eyes are, and quickly nod. "I'm going to take a short breather while the band has a little fun with you guys. I'll be back in five," I promise the crowd.
They all catcall and whistle as if they know exactly why I'm stepping away for a minute. My cheeks burn as Gideon and I hurry backstage.
As soon as we're out of sight, I'm in his arms. His lips come down on mine, his kiss hard and wild. He steals my breath and pieces of my soul, branding them with his name.
"Goddamn, Sparrow," he growls against my lips. "You damn near got yourself fucked right there on stage singing that shit to me like you wrote it for me."
"I did. I just didn't know it at the time."
He groans, kissing me again. "I need two minutes alone with you."
"My dressing room is empty."
I don't have to tell him twice. He boosts me up into his arms with his hands on my ass. I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging to him. I don't care who sees us. We're past that at this point. I just freaking sang the sexiest song I've ever written to him in front of dozens of people, including my brother and his wife.
He carries me into the small dressing room, nuzzling my neck.
My blood runs cold, my body going rigid in his arms. Everywhere I look, pictures of me stare back. They're everywhere…taped to the walls. Tossed across the top of the vanity. There are dozens of them. And none of them were taken with my permission. They're all shot from a distance, as if someone was watching me from the bushes.
"Gideon," I whisper, my voice strangled.
He lifts his head and sees the same thing I do.
"Fuck," he roars, dragging me back out into the hall. His arms tighten around me as if he can physically protect me from what I just saw. But it's too late for that. There's no question anymore.
This isn't a sick prank. It's not a joke. Someone really is watching me. They've been watching me for months.
Chapter Seven
Gideon
"What the fuck?" Kane roars when he sees the dressing room after the show.
Kenna cut it half an hour short. She was wrecked after seeing the dressing room. I don't know how the fuck she even got back on stage at all, but she did it. She may think she lacks courage because she's afraid of loving and losing, but she's one of the strongest people I've ever met.
It takes courage and balls of brass to get up there and face an entire crowd with a smile after seeing some shit like this, but she did it. She sang her heart out. Unless you know her, you would never have guessed that five minutes before she jumped back on stage, she was crying in my arms, staring at the evidence that someone has been following her for months.
I'm mad as hell that the motherfucker was here, and I didn't know it. I should have been paying closer attention. That's why I'm here. To protect her and keep shit like this from happening. But tonight, I let her down. I failed. That's on me.
