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Yeah, tired from fucking and worried that it was more than that.
“It’s the stalker, right?”
No.
“Yeah.”
“It’s gonna be okay,” Brodie assured me. “We’ve got the best security team.”
“I know.”
I heard a movement behind me and turned to find Dawson chatting with Van. Nothing unusual there, but my awareness of Dawson was. How was I gonna concentrate when all I wanted to do was walk over there, tackle him to the ground, and kiss him senseless?
Dawson looked up at me and gave me a decadent smile. I began to sweat under the stage lights.
“You finally fucked Dawson. That’s so hot,” Brodie growled.
“Dee—” I warned.
“Come on, we’re not going to tell anyone. It’s just us here.”
I faced my friends. “Okay, all right. Yes.”
“And?” Brodie asked.
“And what?” I shrugged my shoulders. “It happened. Nothing else to say.”
“That bad, huh?” Ronin goaded me.
“I don’t wanna brag and make you guys jealous. Besides, it’s a one-time thing, so not much else to say.”
Then I remembered where I’d left my guitar. Oops.
“Doesn’t seem like it’s a one-time thing. Dawson looks like he’s going to throw you over his shoulder any moment now.”
I sighed. “Okay, so theoretically, we might sleep together again. It’s no big deal. Once we burn this out, we go back to our usual roles.”
“Did you just fuck, or was there a sleepover?” Faise asked.
“Um—” I paused, biting my lip, and everyone chuckled.
“You never stay the night.” Brodie shook his head. “Holy shit, I knew it! Iain’s in love.”
“Don’t even go there, Dee. I was exhausted after the concert. It was just convenient.”
Faise chuckled. “Did you conveniently snuggle all night long?”
“Snuggle?” Ronin scoffed. “Have you been reading romance novels again?”
Faise gave Ronin a choice finger. “So what if I have? Maybe you should try reading one. Might give you some desperately needed pointers.”
“Hey, I’ve got no complaints from the men I fuck. But there’s no snuggling involved.”
“Oh yeah, you save that all for me, baby.” Faise waggled his eyebrows.
As usual, when the topic of our sex lives was brought up, we reverted to our teenage selves.
Brodie put a hand on my shoulder. “I like him for you. But there’s the matter of your security. If he’s distracted?—"
