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"You really have to ask?"

She nods.

"You're the only person I want." I pin her to the wall. "I'm clean. Always use a condom. Even for oral. You're the only person I've ever gone bareback with."

She groans with pleasure. "Really?"

"Yeah."

"I am too. And I still have an IUD." She drags her lips over my neck. "Okay. No condoms. I don't want anything in the way."

Damn, why did I wear such tight jeans?

I'm tempted to fuck her here. With the way she's arching her body into mine, I know she'll say yes. But I don't want an audience. I don't want anything in the way of her screaming my name.

I slide my arm around her waist and lead her to the side door.

Chapter Fifteen

Ethan

So much for not having an audience. The barricades that form a perimeter around the venue are packed with fans desperate for autographs and introductions. A few women look ready to party. One flashes her bra when she spots me.

I stand in front of Violet instinctively. Her fingers dig into my sides, pressing my t-shirt into my skin.

"You really are a rock star now." Her voice is nervous. She tugs at my t-shirt, pulling my back into her chest.

"Yeah." I nod to the bus. It's a solid thirty feet from the crowd, but I can feel Violet's fingers curling into my skin.

She's nervous.

"The windows are tinted. Nobody will see us," I say.

"Yeah it's just—"

"A mindfuck?"

She nods.

I squeeze her hand as I lead her to the bus.

Violet looks back to the crowd. There are plenty of women shooting her dirty looks. Actual groupie-types get off on the envy. But Violet's not like that. She does everything she can to deflect attention.

I pull the door to the bus open for her and lock it behind me.

The tinted windows keeping people from looking in but they do nothing to obstruct our view.

Need to shut out the rest of the world. I close the blinds. That's enough to get Violet's shoulders to drop from her ears.

Violet sits on the couch. Her eyes go to the floor. She crosses and uncrosses her legs. "Are you used to all that?"

"Mostly."

She looks up at me. "You like the attention?"

"On stage, yeah. I'm there to entertain. If I have attention, I'm doing it right."

"Offstage?"

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