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Reaching the threshold between the rest of the bus and her sleeping area, he waited for her to look up from her notes.

He glanced at the scribbling, but she slammed the book closed.

“It’s the Chinese variety. With honey.” He held out the mug.

Her jaw dropped on a puff of air. “You remembered.”

“I remember everything where you’re involved.”

Her tender smile only made that tight tug in his chest more pronounced.

“It’s really important to me that you’re there tonight at the concert. I want you to listen, Julius.”

He leaned in the doorway. “I promise I’ll listen.”

She brought the mug to her lips and sipped. When she lowered it, he fixated on the way her tongue darted across her full lower lip to swipe away that drop lingering there.

Meeting his stare, she lowered the mug. “When you look at me that way…”

“What way, honey?”

“Thatway. Like you’re about to rip this tea out of my hand and have your way with—”

She never got the final word out before he did just that.

ChapterEleven

“Avalynn, ten minutes until showtime.”

Julius had pressed her down on the bed in the back of the bus and blown her mind. Every single place he touched her still burned like he’dbrandedher. And she knew from looking in the mirror while getting dressed for the stage that she bore more than one pink mark from him raking his rough beard over her sensitive skin.

“Avalynn, five minutes until showtime.”

Her insides clutched at so many memories dancing through her head. She swore each one of those memories wore a pair of cowboy boots, kicking it up like a night at the bar where she’d sung her first gigs before making it big.

Julius had delivered a kiss to her lips that she wouldn’t soon forget—if she ever did. Then he’d given her that crooked smile that melted off panties she wasn’t even wearing at the time.

“You’ll be more relaxed after that.”

“I just might make this my new pre-concert routine,” she’d said.

“Avalynn, four minutes.”

She hugged herself but felt her lover’s arms as he pinned her to the bed and did unspeakable things to her body that made her scream his name…

“Avalynn? Did you hear me?”

She jolted and looked around.

Expecting to see her manager or one of her PR crew, she was surprised when only Lark stood in front of her.

The pretty redhead gave her an amused smile. “You good?”

“Yes.” She still felt dazed by all the things she and Julius did—and she wanted so much more of. Was it possible to skip the concert?

Lark cocked her head. “Why don’t I buy that?”

She dug her teeth into her lip but remembered she was wearing full-on glam makeup with a red lip to accent the white leather jacket and the white rhinestone pants that hugged her like a second skin.

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