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“Oh,fuck, Rose.”
She pulled him down into another bruising kiss and squeezed his waist with her thighs. Their bodies fit together once more as he lay on top of her, spent from their activities.
She scratched her hands through his hair, tangling them in the sweaty lengths, while she ran her tongue along his.
Dylan moved his lips against hers, pulling back to look deeply into her eyes. “God, I love you.”
She smiled peacefully at him, her body feeling at one with his. “I love you more.”
He chuckled, brushing her hair away from her face. “Impossible.”
TWENTY-FIVE
DYLAN
SIX MONTHS LATER…
“Thank you!” His mate screamed into the mic over the roar of the crowd. “You all have been amazing! We are Churlish Slither!”
The crowd erupted into louder praise. The entire stadium that Churlish Slither had filled had been more than happy to shout and scream their newfound love for the band. It made his heart swell seeing the people that Rose and her band had worked hard to cultivate finally showing up.
It had been the push she needed to finally get the courage to go on tour. He’d hoped by seeing that people wanted them just as much as she wanted to perform for them that it would be a scenario that would fall right in line with his plans.
He’d had faith in them since the beginning, and most of all, in his mate.
As the girls hopped off stage to run back behind the curtains, he high-fived them. All of them let out excited but exhausted giggles as the lights on the stage dimmed, and the crowd finally quieted down.
“Great job, as usual, ladies.”
Moon was the first to let out awhoop. “We were amazing out there!”
He smiled at her. “You were. The crowd loves you.”
Fire clapped her hands together. “They even sang along to our songs!”
Rose laughed at them. “It felt amazing. I can’t believe people all the way over here in Germany know our stuff.”
Dylan pulled his mate into a hug, pressing her sweaty body into his side. “I told you you’ve got an international fanbase.”
She smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezing him while burying her face against his shoulder.
Dylan looked at the rest of the band and winked. “Why don’t we all head back to the hotel and get cleaned up for the night. The tour bus leaves at eight a.m. tomorrow morning.”
“Damn,” Wind mumbled. “So eaaarly.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
Shuffling them all along, Dylan kept his arm wrapped around Rose’s shoulders and guided her to the backstage area. All around them, the sound crew rushed around, taking down their equipment and stage gear.
He breathed it all in and smiled to himself. He’d always loved going on tour with a band. It was an exciting time that involved late-night shows, random hotels, and seeing the beautiful sights all around the world. Now that he got to experience all this with his mate, he couldn’t be happier.
Getting out into the fresh air, he felt Rose shiver against him. Her sweat-soaked body finally came down from the high of being on stage. He rubbed his hand over her arm, guiding her to the cab waiting for them to huddle into.
Rose waved to the other girls who climbed into the cab behind them, laughing as they all packed into the back seat.
“They’re ridiculous.”
Dylan kissed her head and pulled the door open for her. “After you.”
