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My girl looks hot tonight.
My girl.
I love the sound of that. Love having her in my arms. Love the way she looks at me while I’m singing, as if she knows I’m singing just for her.
Because I am.
Especially right now, as I put everything I have intohersong. The one I wrote about the first night we met.
Reliving that night used to be a nightmare and a dream all wrapped in one. Tangled together. Twisting around my heart. Strangling it like a vice.
Then I spoke my truth, I sang her the song, and everything has unraveled from there.
My heart beats for her and only her.
In some ways it has since that night.
Which scares the hell out of me because I’m not sure it knows how to work without her in my life. It’s only been a little over a month since we found our way back to one another. That doesn’t seem like long enough to feel this attached to another person.
Breaking eye contact with her, I let my voice fade as her song comes to an end. The crowd tonight is electric. As much as I hate playing here, I can’t deny that they find a way to pack the place every time. I’d love to think it’s because they announced we’d be here on Thursday nights for the foreseeable future, but it’s always like this when we play here.
People are crammed in shoulder to shoulder.
The bar is crowded, customers standing two rows deep, waving their arms wildly in an attempt to get the bartenders attention. Waitresses are holding their trays over their heads as they weave through the crowd to deliver drinks to waiting tables. The front of the stage is jam-packed with girls in low-cut shirts, their tits bouncing up and down and vying for our attention.
And all the way in the back, huddled in a corner, are my girl, Max, Gia, and Kane.
Scarlet jumps into my arms as soon as I approach, pressing her lips to mine.
“Hey, baby,” I say after she pulls back.
“Hey, yourself, caveman. You guys were great!”
Caveman. I love her nickname for me. It makes me want to beat my fists against my chest, throw her over my shoulder, and take her somewhere we can be alone.
I can’t do any of those things right now, though. We only have ten minutes between sets.
“He was okay. Try not to give him too much credit. He’s only a third of the group. I’d hate for his head to grow any bigger than it already is.”
Kane nudges Max with his shoulder as he speaks, looking for someone to side with him, but Max’s face remains stoic. It’s been that way most of the night as he held Gia’s hand, staring straight ahead.
They don’t act like they’re into each other. I’ve never seen them kiss. The passion you see in a new relationship is missing.
Look at Scarlet and me.
We can barely keep our hands to ourselves. I feel like a savage sometimes.
And Max… He looks uncomfortable. Uninterested. Almost put out that he even has to touch her.
If he wants people to believe that they’re arealcouple, he’s going to have to try harder. Even people who don’t know them should be able to read the situation without having to try.
“You guys having a good time?” I ask, directing my question at Gia.
“Yeah. You guys always put on a good show.”
Nodding, I avert my gaze to Max who nods in agreement but says nothing.
