Page 9 of Dirty Fantasy

“Well, good for fucking you, Mick. Find a wife then. Not a fake girlfriend.”

“I am.”

“Then where is she? Why isn’t she on this bus?”

“She is. I’m staring right at her.”

Tana went silent as she met his mesmerizing blue eyes. All she could do was blink. Over and over again until words once again became a possibility.

“I do not understand what is happening here.”

“I like you, Tana. We’re gonna get to know each other. We’re going to ‘pretend to date’ so I can clear the other women out of my life. We’re gonna sing together, onstage, starting in Philly, on the biggest tour happening on planet Earth right now. And in four months, you’re going to be begging me to make this real and marry you. How’s that for a deal?”

She went back to blinking for a few seconds while she shook her head.

“You’re insane, Mick. Absolutely fucking insane.”

“I heard what you said. In that interview. Tell me you didn’t mean it.”

Tana froze. He didn’t mean …

“Which part?”

His face softened as he smiled at her. “You know damn well which part, sweetheart.”

She hauled in a deep breath as the anger she was feeling melted away … and her heart softened. This man was trouble.

“Mick …”

“At least you’re not calling me Mr. Vines anymore.”

“I still have a boyfriend, Mr. Vines, and I am not the cheatin’ type.”

“Cool. Time to break up. He had his shot. You wouldn’t have said what you said if you’d planned to marry that guy. You know it, and I know it.”

“Mick …” she sighed. “It ain’t that easy.”

He let out a long breath and shrugged. “Give me two hours to convince you. All the way to Philly. If you think there’s a chance in hell you’re gonna marry—what’s this guy’s name?”

“Ronnie.”

He nodded. “If you still think there’s a chance in hell you’re gonna marry Ronnie by the time we hit Philly, then you tell me to fuck off when we get there. Deal?”

“What are you planning to do that’s gonna change my mind in two hours?”

Tana knew she had a choice. She could say no. He couldn’t force her to do anything.

He grinned and reached for his guitar.

“We’re gonna play together.”

CHAPTER 5

Two hours passed in a blink. Tana couldn’t believe it when the bus stopped behind the venue.

“Oh my God. We’re here.”

Mick winked at her. “Sure are, sweetheart.”