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I shook my head. “No way; that’s ludicrous.”

“I agree with Ace,” Colm nodded. “You two have something special.”

Brodie turned around and winked at me. “We certainly do.”

CHAPTER23

BRODIE

Normally, I relished a party, especially after a performance.

And this one had great music, strong drinks, and plenty of smoking hot eye candy.

None of that interested me.

Still, all my adrenaline needed somewhere to go. Partying and fucking were the usual outlets. But now there was only one person I wanted to party with, and fuck, if only I could get him alone.

I’d sated some of my appetite, but not nearly all of it.

And it wasn’t easy trying to keep my distance from Van. Not with the way he was looking at me.

I played along with the date routine with Colm for the first hour until the press shots were done. He was great about it, about the whole evening, really. He was charming, funny, and, yeah, hot as hell. A year ago, I would’ve flirted and fucked no problem.

But not now.

And funny enough, I don’t think he was interested in me that way either.

Not when he was busy eye-fucking our sound engineer the entire party. I guess I wasn’t the only one who appreciated an older man.

Ace was the same, tracking the model with hungry eyes. Maybe I could help those two out and, in turn, buy myself more time with Van.

“The press are gone. Why don’t you ask Ace to dance?” I said to Colm.

He let out a nervous laugh.

“I don’t think he wants to dance. Not with me, anyway.”

“Why not? He hasn’t taken his eyes off you all night.”

Colm’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“Fuck, yes. I can’t take the flirty tension anymore,” I teased. “Go on.”

Colm nodded, finished his drink, and stood up. “Thanks, Brodie.”

“For what?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Being a nice guy. I’ve met my fair share of assholes in the entertainment industry. I thought you might turn out to be an entitled prick. You know, the usual bad boy of rock. Or at least, that’s what the tabloids like to say. But you’re not.”

“Don’t tell anyone. You don’t want to ruin my image.”

Colm laughed out loud. “I signed the NDA, so we’re good.”

Then he walked across the room and headed to the bar, where Ace and Van were standing and chatting away.

Colm leaned into Ace and said something. Then Ace nodded, and the two of them headed for the crowded dance floor.

I glanced over to watch my man again, but he was gone.

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