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I tried to get a look behind her again but she closed the door as far as she could, wedging herself in the narrow opening. I wedged myself right in with her, shouldering the door a little farther open. I drew the line at forcing my way past her, but fuck yeah. I was gonna check up on this asshole whether she liked it ornot.

“Come on, Maggs. I wanna meet him.” I gave her my wickedest smile, the one that made most girls soak theirpanties.

Maggie? Maggie wasn’t mostgirls.

“Don’t be an asshole, Zane. And would you please mind banging your new lady friends in your own room? You’ve got the master bedroom. See, over there. Behind those nice big soliddoors.”

“Oh, they’re not forme.”

She rolled her eyes. “Right.”

“I brought them for Jesse,” I said, which was true, even if she didn’t believe it. “Hear he and Elle arefighting.”

Yeah, so I was a shit disturber. But when weren’t those twofighting?

Fuck if getting together wasn’t the worst mistake my two dumbass bandmates ever made. I’d put money on a breakup at the end of this tour. Better for the band. Better foreveryone.

Loved Elle, she was a great girl, but my band brother needed an epic cocksuck, badly, to remind him life was too short for one pussy. Especially one that drove him up the fuckingwall.

“Well,” Maggie said, “I’m sure Jesseand Ellewould appreciate the gesture, but Jesse isn’t here. Iam.”

“Cool. And why isthat?”

She sighed. “Let’s just say… things got screwed up with the rooms, okay?” Then she started chewing on herlip.

“Uh-huh,” I said, distracted at the sight of her teeth gnawing on that full bottom lip. Fuck, but Maggie had a hot mouth. “Screwed uphow?”

What the fuck happened to this girl’s mood since I saw her in the lobby an hour ago, looking all flushed and fucking cheerful? It was a great look on her, and I wanted some of it. I’d gotten a little carried away, putting her up against the wall, and for a nanosecond as those gorgeous gray eyes blinked up at me I thought she might actually accept my invitation to come party, which she never did. I always asked. She always saidno.

It was kind of aritual.

Maybe for once I shouldn’t have taken it like agentleman.

“Look, it sucks we have to share a suite,” she said, ignoring my question. “But we’re both gonna do what we’re gonna do.” She cocked her head a little, glancing past me. “Seriously though, can we draw the line at thecoke?”

I waited until her gray eyes lifted to mine again. I didn’t love seeing the worry in them… but Maggiealwaysworried about me falling off the wagon into a vat of whiskey. I got that. Cocaine was never my thing, but Jack Daniels wasn’t exactly a hard man to find in a Vegashotel.

Then I gave her what she wanted, because yeah. It was Maggie. And I was pussy-whipped likethat.

“Yo, Snow White,” I called over to the black-haired chick in the kitchen. “Time to go,sweetheart.”

She was dancing by herself to Marvin Gaye, but Natalie jumped down off the coffee table, dragging the other blond with her to form a protective wall of bitch. “What!” Nat squawked, then threw me a theatrical pout. “If she goes then so dowe.”

“Then go,” Isaid.

“Zane! What the fuck! Who the fuck isshe?” Nat stood there in her panties, totally fucking indignant, looking at Maggie like she’d just stepped inshit.

Which really cranked up my stonecold.

“Get your skank ass outta here,Nat.”

Natalie’s mouth fell open. It was a good mouth to have around if you wanted your cock sucked, but other than that, she could keep it shut as far as I was concerned. She was the only one of them I’d met before half an hour ago, and that wasn’t exactly a ringing endorsement for therest.

“You’re a real asshole,” she snapped, yanking on herskirt.

“So they keep tellingme.”

Nat huffed, grabbed the rest of her clothes and stalked out with her coked-up friend. The other blond yanked a top over her fake tits, kissed me on the cheek, gave Maggie a catty once-over andleft.

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