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Iain leaned in and whispered in my ear, his warm breath making me shiver. “Thanks for the compliment.”
I refused to look at him or anyone else in the vehicle for the rest of the ride. Even though I caught Lennie’s eyebrow raise in the rearview mirror. I shook my head in response and then ignored him.
Ignored everything except the gorgeous man sitting next to me. Iain had the man spread going on, one of his denim-covered thighs touching mine. I had Brodie on my other side, and I had no legroom to move, well, anywhere.
One of Iain’s hands was resting on his upper thigh. Slowly, that hand moved north, until he rested it on his hip, his fingers almost touching his covered dick.
And me thinking about Iain’s beautiful cock was so goddamn dangerous right now.
How much longer was this trip going to take?
My phone pinged.Thank you, work.
I tapped on the message from the TV program’s head of security.
“Change of plans. Pull into the parking garage,” I instructed Lennie. “First left after the light.”
Word of the interviews was out, and the sidewalk outside the building was filling with interested fans.
Once we found our way inside the parking garage, we headed for the service elevator.
A short while later, we found ourselves on the tenth floor of UniqueTV, the biggest entertainment news program in the country. We were whisked down a long hallway to a green room, the pre-show space.
The guys were mic’d up, prepped again by the makeup crew, and guided to the set.
Lennie and I stood in the wings, as usual, surveying. Once the guys were seated and the producer did the intros, they were ready to go live.
Then I noticed that Harlow was missing.
“Where’s Harlow?” I asked Lennie.
“He was on his phone in the green room.”
“He should be out here; they’re about to go live. Van was always on watch during these things.”
“I’ll text him.” Lennie pulled out his phone and tapped on it.
A minute later, and still no sign of the band’s manager.
The TV presenter, a handsome guy with slick hair, a designer suit, and a dentist-worthy smile, sat down.
They were a go in three, two, one…
“I’m Jean-Luc Giroux, and welcome to another edition of Célébrité Ce Soir. I’m here today with a band that has recently become one of the best-selling groups in rock ’n’ roll history. With a unique blend of electric anthems, intense performance style, and full-on glamour, I’m talking about none other than Wayward Lane. Merci, thank you guys for being here tonight.”
“Thank you for having us,” Brodie stated, and each guy in their turn said hello.
“You’re in Paris for the next week for three sold-out shows, February thirteenth to the fifteenth. Tell us why you chose our city to start your European tour this year.”
Brodie looked at the guys and then leaned forward. “Originally, we were gonna play Europe in the fall, but personal plans meant shifting things around. And one of the concerts is on Valentine’s Day, so where else would we perform but right here in the city of love?”
Jean-Luc smiled. “Well, we’re only too happy that you chose us. What are your plans in town when you’re not rehearsing or performing?”
Faise leaned forward. “Lots of restaurants, no question.”
“Art galleries,” Ronin offered.
Iain nodded and offered Jean-Luc a flirty smile. “Clubs. We’re gonna hit the clubs hard. Paris has the sexiest men, am I right?”
