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“That’s not a problem,” I said, thinking how much fun it would be to see that much of Europe. I’d never been out of North America, so would be another dream-come-true.
We talked another ten minutes about some of the logistics, and I wondered why they were telling me so many details when they hadn’t even offered me the job. It felt like there was more going on than I knew, but that made sense. They were obviously playing things close to the vest, despite an illusion of transparency.
“Okay, let’s do this.” Kellan Cross jumped to his feet and rubbed his hands together. “It’s been too long since we’ve jammed.” He’d been quiet until now, and he was another one who was cute if you liked his type. Light brown hair that wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short either. He had a scruffy goatee that worked on him, and he was built like he worked out. He was also single and enjoyed the groupies. A lot. The gossip pages were always filled with his dating escapades, and rumor had it he was the band’s wild child now that Carter was gone.
It would be interesting if I got to go on tour with these guys because I didn’t do drugs and only drank socially, I wasn’t particularly interested in one-night stands or groupies, and I normally spent most of my time practicing, working, or writing my own music.
I got up and put down my now-empty coffee cup. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Show us what you’ve got, Devyn.” Kingston’s voice was soft and very close to my ear.
So close I got goosebumps from the proximity and the warmth of his breath.
Jesus, being around Kingston Knight could be a problem.
It had been a long time since I’d had such a visceral reaction to a man.
I was a professional, and I had no issue keeping things that way, but he was so damn hot it was hard to look at him.
And he was even better looking up close.
I’d never seen lashes that long on a man, and his cheekbones were so chiseled I momentarily wondered if they were implants or something.
Not to mention his strong jawline, perfect lips, and stunning smile.
Broad shoulders that tapered to a slimmer waist and hips.
Fuck.
I did not need to be thinking about the perfection of Kingston Knight’s physical attributes.
He was probably a dick, just like they portrayed him in the media.
I didn’t need one of those in my personal life.
Professionally, I could handle just about anything.
But I kept my personal life simple.
If I somehow got this job, I had to stay as far away from Kingston Knight as possible.
5
Kingston
Playing a ten-song set with a stranger was usually painful. Even the best musicians needed time to gel with each other, get comfortable with the style and groove of the band, and of course, the music. Knowing the songs didn’t mean you could play them well right out of the gate.
Except Devyn did just that.
It was like she knew exactly who we were and what we needed from her.
She blew me away.
All of us, from the looks I was getting from the others.
Sure, we’d had a couple of false starts, but they weren’t Devyn’s fault since it had been a while since any of us had played more than a song or two. But once we got past those, which only took a few minutes, it was as if she’d been playing with us forever.
And the way she moved.
