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I shrug and lean against the counter. “Any publicity is good publicity, Cassie. You might know that if you took the stick out of your ass and had some fun for once.”

“I’m sorry if my idea of fun isn’t making the entire audience wait for an hour till you finish fucking some random girl.”

The guilt crashes through me in waves at the hurt in her voice. I want to deny it, but I don’t. It’s easier if she hates me.

“Cassie, the more attention that’s on the band, the better. Have you seen how many records we’re selling right now? Partying is what we’re expected to do. We’re rockstars.”

I take a sip of my beer as her eyes bulge. She looks like she’s ready to jump across the small space between us and strangle me. I wouldn’t blame her.

“We have a European tour coming up, Tyler. Do you know what’s going to happen if you keep acting like this?” She balls her hands into fists, her nails digging into her palms.

“Did management threaten to pull the tour? Did Tony say that it was over?”

If our manager is talking in those terms, the publicity is worse than I thought. Tony has been in the business a long time and he’s done everything he can to make us successful. He’s done well at his job despite my actions.

Cassie shakes her head, her gaze blazing. “No. Tony did not say that we were going to lose the tour. The label hasn’t said anything about it either. They don’t have to. Everyone can see that it’s headed that way.”

I smirk and take another sip of beer. “It seems like you’re the only one upset about the way I act, Cassie. Could that have anything to do with the way you want me? I know you’re jealous of the women I spend my time with.”

Even though barely anything happens with those women. A kiss here or there. Sex every now and then when I get tired of my hand and thoughts of Cassie.

Her mouth drops open. “You wish, Tyler. I can’t even count the number of diseases I’m pretty sure you would give me if I got within a foot of you.”

I arch an eyebrow and walk over to her, watching the way her gaze drags down my body. The alcohol is coursing through menow, activating the part of my mind that loves making bad decisions.

These days, all it takes is a couple sips of a beer to bring out the reckless Tyler. The one who doesn’t give a shit about staying away from Cassie. That Tyler is the one I feed with alcohol and weed, trying to make sure that I don’t ruin us.

Because I know that I would. If I gave into the urge to be with her, I would ruin us completely.

But right now, I can’t bring myself to care.

I put my hands on her bare thighs, running my hands up to the hem of her shorts. She gasps when I push her legs apart to stand between them. My cock swells, pressing against the thin layers that separate us.

“I know you want me, Cass. I saw how jealous you were last night. Just like I see how jealous you are every night.”

She scoffs. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. I could kiss you and not feel a thing.”

I grab her chin and drag her face to mine, closing my mouth over hers. Cassie gasps as I nip at her bottom lip. I groan into the kiss as her tongue tangles with mine. Her hands slide into my hair, pulling me closer to her.

Everything about the kiss is rough and hurried. Raw. Cassie moans as my hands travel up her torso and beneath her tiny crop top. My cock only grows harder when I brush against her bare breasts. Her nipples pebble as I tease them, rolling them between my fingers until she arches her back.

“I told you that you wanted me, Cassie. And for the record, I’m clean.” I kiss my way down her neck, biting and sucking at the skin. “I bet you’re soaked for me right now.”

“Fuck you,” she says, her voice breathy as I run my hand back down her body.

“Good suggestion.” I push her linen shorts to the side, sliding my fingers through her wet slit. “Your bedroom or mine?”

“Mine.” She rocks her hips forward. “Yours should be burned.”

I scoop her up and toss her over my shoulder, taking the stairs two at a time. Even though I know this is the worst idea ever, it’s too late now. The second I kissed her I knew I was a goner.

She’s going to ruin sex with anyone else.

No sooner do I get in her room and toss her on the bed then our clothes start falling to the floor. She leans back on the bed, propping herself up on her forearms as her legs fall open.

I groan at the sight of her naked body in the dim light coming through the window. I gfist my cock, sliding my hand up and down the length before getting onto the bed with her.

I hover between her legs as I slide my fingers into her. She moans, her back arching off the bed as her inner walls clamp down around me. I groan and thrust them harder and faster.

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