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Jules moved back to her spot and waved down to Tristan who fought his way back up to the front row. His shirt was off and his blue fauxhawk was in seriously good working order. She couldn’t miss him that was for sure.
She slithered along the stage to the rhythm of “Are You Satisfied?”. When it came to the guitar solo, she went to her knees before Tristan and leaned over the edge of the stage. He was jumping with the crowd as he reached for her.
Their fingertips brushed and he laughed. More fingers brushed her hair, her shoulders, and arms. A spotlight found her and Tristan’s voice boomed out of the crowd.
“I love you, you crazy woman.”
She collapsed back on the stage, her head tipped back. “I love you, too,” she said into the sky. Lights in purple and pink fluttered around her and over her skin. She knew Sparks was saying the same thing right then.
A perfect night with a sky full of stars, love in her heart, and her band at her back.
She never thought she’d get to have it all, but there it was.
And she’d never take it for granted.
Epilogue
Valentine’s Day
“You don’t think it’s a little big?”
“Sure, it’s big. But I like big things. You should know that better than anyone.”
Tristan turned toward Juliet and wagged a finger. “Can you please focus, Ms. Reece? I swear, all you do is think about sex. Honestly, it hurts me. What am I to you? Just an object of pleasure?”
She grinned and launched herself into his arms. “You also are an incredible cook.”
From where he was standing behind them, Randy fought back a grin of his own. “Seriously, don’t inflate his head any more. It’s already bloated enough.”
“I can’t help it if I’m big all over.”
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“So, see, this bed is perfect for you. For us.” She took a running leap and landed in the center of the huge circular bed she’d had custom built for Tristan’s apartment.
Their apartment, which would soon be expanding significantly. But the other spoke of their trio didn’t know that yet. All he knew at the moment was that his bedroom now contained such a huge bed that the rest of his furniture barely fit around it.
“It is, but dude, I feel like it’s like made for a porno or something. There’s hardly room for my dresser. Our dresser,” Tristan corrected immediately. “Which we need a bigger one of, because holy crap, woman. So much lingerie.”
“Like you mind that.” She arched a brow and bounced a little more on the bed. On cue, Tristan’s gaze sharpened.
Randy figured he’d continue protesting about the bed for all of five more seconds before he gave in and rendered it impossible to be returned.
Not that they could anyway, because custom built. But in theory.
“No. I’m just saying.” Tristan huffed out a breath and glanced over his shoulder at Randy. “Well? What do you think?”
Randy pretended to ponder the subject. He rubbed his jaw and walked around the bed, studying it from all angles. “I think it’s Valentine’s Day, and our woman got us a present we can all make very good use of. So stop worrying about the apartment’s feng shui and get naked already so we can test it out.”
Tristan lifted a brow. “Such a sweet talker.”
Randy laughed. “Actually, on second thought, keep your jeans on. There’s one more part to Juliet’s present, one I helped with.”
“Oh really. So you two are tagteaming me again?”
“We haven’t tagteamed you yet. Though that’d be pretty interesting.” She shot a saucy look over her shoulder at Sparks. “What do you think?”
“I think your mind is full of ideas, ninety-eight point nine percent of which will never happen.”
