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Myheart pangs, butIshake my head. “Iwasn’t flirting with him.And…”Ihesitate, then find the confidence to push forward. “AndIhave to go back in there and watch you withMelody.”
“It’sjust acting.Ihave no interest in her.”
“AndIhave no interest inCaleb.”
Helets out a harsh breath. “Fairenough.”
Oureyes stay locked for a few more seconds.Thenhe looks down, does up his jeans, and turns to the door, tilting his head to listen.Iquickly straighten my clothing while he checks that the coast is clear.Thevoices have faded, so he turns the handle, eases the door open, and ushers me out.
Hekeeps his hand on my back as he guides me down the hallway.
“Wherethe hell were you two?”Beaucalls from behind us.
Whenwe turn,Iwince at the irritation on his face.
“Shaehad a headache.Itook her out to give her some air.”
Beau’sannoyance clears. “Areyou okay,ShaeBear?”
Guiltrushes through me. “I’mfeeling better now, thanks.”Ihate lying to him.Hateit.Whichis just another reminder of whyDevonandIneed to stop this.Thelast thingIwant is to drive a wedge between the three of us.
Iwalk back to the set betweenBeauandDevon, ignoringCaleb’sknowing grin.Toavoid him,Istand on the other side ofZac, who raises a dark brow at me, his gorgeous hazel eyes assessing. “Everythingokay?”
Igive him a faint smile and a nod, then turn back to watch the filming.WhenMelodyslinks up toDevon, my heart pounds again.Acidrises in my chest asIbrace myself to watch him kiss her.Butinstead of pulling her toward him,Devonleans close, says something in her ear, then calls the director over.
“Whatare they doing?”IaskZac.Hefrowns and shakes his head, then joins the huddle that’s formed next to the big bed.
Acouple of minutes later, the group separates, andZaccomes back.
“Wasthere a problem?”Iask.
“Devonwanted to switch things up.HethinksBeauhas better chemistry withMelody, so he suggested swapping out so thatBeauis the one who kisses her.”
Ahot rush of emotion tumbles through me, andIswallow hard.ImeetDevon’sgaze across the studio and can’t control the erratic leap of my pulse in my throat.
Ihave a horrible feeling that getting out of this with my heart intact just became impossible.
ChapterThirteen
Devon
Whatthe hellwasIthinking?
Ibend over myFender, doing my best to concentrate on our practice session, but my mind keeps going back to lastFridayand whatIdid toShae.Whatsheletme do to her.
Ihadn’t planned it.Ihadn’t plannedanyof what happened.ButseeingCalebflirting with her, with his hands on her, had made me go a little crazy.
Idragged her away, shoved her into a fucking storage closet, and stuck my dick down her throat.Andif that wasn’t bad enough,Idemanded—Ididn’t even fuckingask—to shoot my load in her mouth.Jesus,Ieven made sure to get some on her, getting a sick satisfaction out of seeing it on her lips.Likemy cum was some kind of fucking brand thatCalebwould be able to sense.
Shae.Oneof my best friends.Someonewho deserves more than a fucking facial in a closet between takes of a music video.Itreated her like she was a groupie, andIwas an asshole looking to get his rocks off.Anda part of me wishes shehadbeen one of the groupies that so often turn up wherever we are.BecauseShaewasn’t there for the satisfaction of bagging a rock star, she was there because she trusts me.
Iblow out a breath asIrun my hand through my hair.Fuck, it was wrong on so many levels.Iknew it even as it was happening, butIcouldn’t stop the primal fucking urge that had come over me.
Shedidn’t flinch—had almost welcomed it.Notthat any of that mattered.WhatIdid was fucking selfish.
Andthe worst part is that nowIcan’t get the vision of her on her knees in front of me out of my head.
“Youready,Devon?”Zacasks.
