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“Come, my little librarian. Come all over my fingers.”

I gasp.

“And then you’ll come all over my cock.”

“I’m …” I don’t finish the words before I’m falling off the cliff into oblivion.

I stare into Dylan’s eyes as ecstasy flows through me. His eyes are on fire. He’s not smug or arrogant. He’s just Dylan. Happy to give me pleasure.

Maybe I shouldn’t be so worried about his rockstar status. Maybe I should go with the flow. Enjoy what we have for as long as we have it.

Chapter 23

Liquid courage – come for the courage, stay for the laughs

Dylan

“You okay with this?” I ask when we reach theNaked Falls Breweryto meet up with the band for dinner.

“Why wouldn’t I be okay? Should I not be okay?” Ginny’s words are sassy but pushing her glasses up her nose tells me she’s not feeling as sassy as she’s pretending to be.

Damn. I’m an idiot. I shouldn’t have asked her if she’s okay. Stupid question.

“My bandmates are idiots ninety-nine percent of the time,” I say instead of backpedaling and reminding her of how shy and introverted she is.

“Indigo will be there.” She will. “And rumor has it the food here is amazing.”

“You haven’t eaten here yet?” The brewery is one of only two places to eat out in town.

“Going out to eat often isn’t in my budget.” She smiles up at me. “Today’s a treat.”

“Today’s also on me.”

She scowls. “I don’t need you to pay for me just because you’re some big famous rockstar.”

“I’m not paying for you because I’m a ‘big famous rockstar’. I’m paying because you’re my girlfriend, this is a date, and my mom would skin me alive if I didn’t pay for you.”

Everything I said is true, but what I don’t say is how I’m not paying because I want her to save her money to buy the house she’s dreaming of. I want all of her dreams to come true. And, hopefully, some of those future dreams will include me.

“Your mom sounds awesome.” Her voice is wistful. I know she doesn’t have a great relationship with her family, but she hasn’t shared the details. Yet. In the meantime, I’m happy to share my family with her.

“Mom’s going to love you when you meet.”

“When we meet?” she squeaks.

“You’re my girlfriend. It’s normal for you to meet my family. I don’t know if she’ll wait for Christmas, though.”

“Christmas?”

“Santa, list of who’s naughty and nice, elves making presents for the nice children. Any of this ring a bell?”

She rolls her eyes. “I know what Christmas is.”

She does, but she’s no longer thinking about how nervous she is to meet my family. There’s no reason to be nervous. I wasn’t lying when I said my mom was going to love her. What’s not to love?

Besides, Virginia is the first woman I plan to introduce to my mom and sisters. They’re going to lose their minds. In a good way. It’ll be loud – very, very loud – but good.

Her nose wrinkles. “I don’t have much contact with my family.”

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