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"Mhmm."
"I was looking for the bathroom."
He laughs. "Is that the best you can do?"
"I was." I take a half-step backwards. "Excuse me. I should go."
His voice drops an octave. "You're not going to let me formally introduce myself?"
"Okay." My stomach flutters. "I'm Meg Smart."
"Miles Webb." He takes my hand with a strong grip. His eyes pass over me like he's trying to place me. "How is it we haven't met before?"
"I don't go to parties."
"Guess that makes this my lucky day." His hand brushes against my wrist. Then it's back at his side. He leans in a little closer, his eyes on mine. "Why'd you decide to come tonight?"
I should be the one
asking him that. "My friend convinced me I wouldn't hate it."
"What's the verdict?"
"I still don't like parties." I take a deep breath. "Why'd you come tonight?"
"That was my bedroom you burst into."
Somehow, my cheeks burn hotter.
His eyes rake over me. "Can't blame you for looking. I'd do the same."
My knees go weak at the seductive tone to his voice. That's him, the guy who sings In Pieces, the man who has been haunting my dreams.
That song is the centerpiece of my listen on repeat and fall apart playlist.
I try to formulate some excuse for why I need to leave immediately, but nothing comes. "You're um… you're in the band? The one that is throwing this party?"
"Yeah. Sinful Serenade. I'm the vocalist." His eyes pass over me again. He takes his time, like he's sure I'll be in his bed in thirty minutes flat.
A pang of desire shoots straight to my core. My damn body isn't obeying my commands. It can't help wanting Miles Webb. There's something appealing about the tattoos poking out from under his t-shirt. About the confidence in his eyes.
It's not like me to fall for the bad boy.
Even when he's so tall. Two inches taller than me at least. I'm 5'11', a giant for a women. I tower over most of the men I know.
But not Miles.
I take a deep breath, trying to convince my body it doesn't want him.
He's bad news.
A player.
A rock star even.
But I can't stop staring.
I clear my throat. "I was looking for my friend, Kara. She's tight with some guy in your band. They go way back."
