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“Hey, you okay?”

“I will be.” Juliet dashed her tears and pulled herself together. “So who got nabbed?”

“No names yet, but she was caught hovering near the rehearsal room door with a notebook and a recording device. Lila flipped her shit. I’ve never seen her go that ballistic. She was sure the chick was going to sell the bootlegs and reveal all our little bandling secrets.”

“A notebook? That’s weird.”

“Very. A few fans were outside too because someone,” West cleared his throat, “happened to tweet our location today and that we were working on top secret stuff for our fans. You know, because we need fans. Like desperately.”

Juliet laughed. “We have a few. I think we’re doing okay.”

“Yeah, but press never hurts. Speaking of, someone’s getting a lot of sex. Dude, I wouldn’t be answering my phone either if I had two chicks giving me all I need. Way to go, you.”

Juliet flushed from her hairline to her knees. Maybe all the way to her toes. “You heard about that too, huh?”

“Yep. As did Lila. I’d expect a phone call if you haven’t gotten one already.”

“Goody. That will make my evening complete.”

But she wasn’t going to let dealing with Lila rattle her. She’d earned her spot in Warning Sign, and they weren’t going to kick her out.

Finally, she fucking belonged somewhere. In the band and with her guys. Both of them. Assuming they could figure stuff out.

First, she needed to start with Sparks.

“I gotta go, but thanks for the update. And let me know if you hear anything more about the chick.”

“Oh, I will. I think they took her to prison or something. Shame too, because her tits were legit works of art.”

Juliet laughed. “You are a perv.”

“You know it. Don’t think Mal was enamored though. He looked as if he’d seen a ghost as soon as the word ‘groupie’ was mentioned.” West huffed out a breath. “Anyway, see you at rehearsal tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” Life would go on, no matter what happened. “See you then.”

She clicked off and pocketed her phone, then walked down the short hallway to her closed bedroom door. On the other side, she heard nothing but silence.

Knocking on her own bedroom door felt weird. It felt even weirder for him not to answer. She knocked again, then cautiously opened the door.

She heard the water running in the attached bathroom and hesitated. Maybe she’d come back later.

She was still debating when the water was turned off. A moment later, Sparks padded out in just a towel, still dripping wet.

He nearly dropped his toothbrush when he saw her, and wasn’t that a kick in the ass?

Not just because he was surprised, but in that unguarded moment, she glimpsed everything in his expression she’d been afraid to hope could be hers.

His respect. His concern. Most of all, his love.

Instead of going with a speech—not that she had one anyway—she followed her instincts and went straight into his arms.

His came around her tightly, so tightly, and she pressed her face into his chest. “Don’t leave me.”

A week ago, she would’ve wanted to slap herself for showing so much vulnerability. Now she had no choice.

Those two men had stripped her bare in every way possible. Just completely unmanned her of all her defenses.

She wished she could hate them for it, but secrets got awfully fucking heavy after a while.

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