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“I don’t think he is. I also don’t think he’d curb or change his behavior to please her or anyone else.” Except maybe Kaleb. “But there are plenty of other women at the club he could play with whose mothers won’t get on his case about it. As such, I’m hardly going to be anything closeto his first choice.”

“Maybe, maybe not,” said Izzy. “But I’m not suggesting you stay for them anyway. You said you want to find ‘more,’ which also means finding a bloke who, like them, can push all the right sexual buttons for you. You’re not gonna find him while watching a burlesque show upstairs.” She looked from Cat to Inaya. “You two wouldn’t mind if she skipped it, would you?”

“Not if she’d rather hang around here,” said Cat, thrusting her hand through the back of her long, platinum blonde beach waves.

I expected Inaya to say something similar, but she didn’t pipe up at all. It was then that I noticed her attention was elsewhere. I tracked her gaze and felt my own widen slightly. “Isn’t that Kaiser Wolfe?”

Inaya’s Nordic blue gaze snapped to me, shuttered. “It would appear so.”

Much like her, Kaiser was a very high-profile rock musician. I’d listened to a lot of his songs growing up. His voice was absolutely orgasmic. “I heard whispers that he’d moved to Redwater, but I wasn’t sure if they were true. Damn, he’s hot. Likeblisteringhot.”

“I had a massive crush on him when I was a teenager,” said Izzy with a soft sigh. “I even had posters of him on my bedroom walls. My brothers used to tease me about it. They’re bloody idiots that way.”

“I think every female of our generation—and subsequent ones, come to think of it—had a crush on Kaiser Wolfe at some point,” hedged Cat. “I certainly did. The dude is utterly delicious.”

“That can’t be denied,” said Inaya, holding herself a little stiffly. “It’s a shame that his attitude leaves something to be desired.”

Cat’s green eyes sharpened. “Wait, you’ve met him?”

“A time or two,” Inaya replied. “I can safely assure you that he’s as rude as the media portrays him.” She nudged Cat. “Careful. If he notices that you’re staring at him, he’ll gift you one of his scowls from hell.”

“He hasn’t noticed me,” said Cat. “He’s too focused on you. I can’t quite tell if he’s glaring at you or eye-fucking you.”

“He’s glaring,” Inaya decided. “It’s a regular thing with him. He doesn’t like me.”

Izzy frowned. “How can anyonenotlike you?”

I had the same question; Inaya was plain fabulous. “Did you piss in his drink or something?”

“From what I’ve seen, Kaiser does not need much of a reason to dislike people, so I don’t take it personally.” Inaya adjusted the position of her bangle. “Still, I’m not exactly pleased that we’re now neighbors.”

Izzy’s twirling ankle stilled. “What?”

“Do you remember the house that was for sale a short distance from my place?” asked Inaya. “He bought it.”

I leaned forward. “Seriously? You saw him moving in?”

Inaya shook her head, making her ruby red hair shift, giving flashes of the black and purple streaks. “My grams heard about it from one of our other neighbors. They’re all worrying that, simply because he’s a rockstar, he’ll throw massive parties every weekend.” She rolled her eyes. “The guy is too antisocial to hold so much as a video call, let alone a party.”

“Have you done the neighborly thing and stopped at his place to welcome him to the area?” Cat asked.

Inaya snorted. “Why would I bother? I doubt he’d even answer the buzzing of the damn intercom. I told you, he doesn’t like me.”

I wasn’t sure I believed that, because I also wasn’t certain that hewastruly glaringat Inaya right now. It seemed like more of a rather intense eye-fuck to me.

Cat glanced at her wristwatch. “The show’s gonna start soon. I need to use the bathroom before we head upstairs.”

Inaya stood. “Me, too.”

Watching them walk away, I didn’t fail to notice that Inaya pointedlyignored Kaiser as she passed him, or that he stared at her so hard it was a wonder his gaze didn’t burn holes into her flesh. Interesting.

I was about to point it out to Izzy, but then I noticed that she was biting her thumb. She’d done it a few times throughout the past hour while we waited for Cole to arrive. “Are you okay?”

She blinked. “Yeah, why?”

“You keep nibbling on your thumb. You usually only do that when something’s on your mind.”

She lowered her hand to her lap. “It’s nothing bad.”

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