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The excitement seeped from my voice, causing him to grin like an experienced professional smiling indulgently at a greenhorn and possibly remembering his first time out.

“Well, take my word for it; get all the rest you can now. We’re only halfway through.”

We were already halfway through? No! We couldn’t be that close to being done. I had so much energy still left in me. I wanted to do this for days. And I was so done with this break that seemed to last for days.

Asher went back to his quiet meditation, or whatever he was doing, while Gally just kept talking about his dick and whom he thought he could shove it into before the night was over. Disgusting. Next to him, Holden listened silently to his bragging. I shifted impatiently in my chair, unable to sit still.

Finally, Asher said, with his eyes still closed. “Okay, Sticks. We’ll head back out now.”

Wondering why he was addressing me and no one else, I glanced his way, frowning. “Huh?”

He unfolded himself from the couch, standing in a sexy way only a hot guy could manage, and sent me a grin. “I swear your eagerness is louder than Gally’s chirping.”

Galloway stopped talking to glance our way. “What’d you call me?”

“Nothing.” Asher spun his finger in a circle over his head. “Let’s roll out.”

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The second half of our performance seemed to go even faster than the first. And at about a quarter until one in the morning, when Asher wished everyone a good night, I was still too psyched to calm down.

I loved this.

I’d always craved the opportunity, watched other bands on stage and wished I could do that someday, but I still had no idea, no clue it’d give me this kind of rush. Plus, the fans really loved us, which was...wow.

And damn, it made me love all of them right back.

As soon as we alighted from the stage, they swarmed in, most of them centering around Asher, but some swooped down on Galloway and Holden too. I screamed out a surprised yelp when a pair of arms wrapped around me and squeezed hard.

“Oh, my God, Remy!” Jodi shrieked in my ear. “I can’t believe you actually did it! You were so great.”

“Gracias.” I laughed, and we hugged again. When I pulled away, I saw she was wearing a skintight yellow shirt with swooping cleavage.

Dios, I should’ve known she was the flasher Galloway had been talking about.

“Oh, shit. You’re the one who flashed me? I can’t believe you flashed me. Really? That’s like buying a pack of bottle rockets at a used firework stand. You know you’re not getting a boom-boom out of me.”

Jodi laughed. “I know, but I couldn’t help it. I got caught up in the heat of the moment.”

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.” Galloway butted his way between the two of us to throw an arm around Jodi’s shoulder and grin down at her. “Us hetero members of the band sure as hell appreciated the show. Nice tits, by the way.”

Jodi lifted her finely trimmed eyebrows. “Why, thank you.”

“You bet.” He gave her a slow grin. “The name’s Billy. Billy Galloway.”

When Jodi lifted her hand to shake with him, I pushed her fingers down. “No.” Glaring at Galloway, I growled, “She doesn’t want to meet you.”

“Yes, I do,” Jodi said.

I ignored her and continued to glare at the bassist. “Jodi is my friend. You stay away. Got it?”

“Whaaat?” Gally’s innocent smile wouldn’t have fooled a six-month-old. “I was just introducing myself to your friend.”

“And guessing her bra size,” I muttered.

“36 DD,” he rattled off, and Jodi’s mouth fell open.

“Wow, he’s good.”

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