Page 66 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

I lead her out of the room.

“You’re no fun, Gibson Lewis,” Sage complains when we pass her.

“What’s wrong?” Mercy taunts. “Can’t find any fun on your own?”

I hurry her out of the building before the gossip gals can answer her. We reach Main Street and I glance around. Where can we go in town where we won’t be overheard? There are people strolling up and down the street and when the door to the brewery opens, noise pours out.

There’s no other choice. My house it is.

“Where are we going?” Mercy asks when we turn away from Main Street where almost all the businesses in Winter Falls are located.

“My place.”

Her hand jerks in my hold. “Your place? I hope you don’t think we’re having a repeat of the other night.”

My cock twitches at the idea of having Mercy back in my bed. I usually don’t enjoy repeats with women I sleep with, but Mercy is the exception. I’m starting to think she’s the exception to every single rule I’ve ever written.

“We’re talking. Just talking,” I clarify.

“Fine,” she grumbles.

“Good evening,” Forest greets as we pass him.

Mercy stumbles and I rush to steady her before she lands face first on the sidewalk. “Are you okay?”

“I might be having hallucinations.”

“Hallucinations?” I narrow my eyes on her. “You aren’t on some type of hallucinogens, are you? Mushrooms are bad for you.”

“How do you know?”

“Ask me some time about Jett’s reaction to ingesting mushrooms. Long story short. Jett is no longer allowed to use hallucinogens and the driver on the tour bus now puts a paddle lock on his door.”

She giggles. “You guys do have some crazy stories.” She points behind her. “But I thought I was having hallucinations because I saw some guy walking squirrels.”

“I believe they’re chipmunks, not squirrels.”

Her eyes widen. “I wasn’t seeing things?”

“You’re lucky he was wearing pants tonight.”

Her mouth gapes open. “Does he not usually wear pants?”

“He says pants restrict his balls.”

Her nose wrinkles. “You know. I can kind of understand where he’s coming from. I hate wearing bras.”

My gaze dips to her chest. Unfortunately, she is wearing a bra now. I wouldn’t mind seeing her naked breasts again, those pretty pink nipples. I could suck on them until she goes crazy. My jeans tighten and my cock pushes against my zipper.

I inhale a deep breath and force sexy thoughts of Mercy away. I am not seducing her to get what I want. But if I get what I want, I will definitely be seducing her in the future. As often as I’m able.

“Shall we continue walking before your brain explodes from visions of me not wearing a bra?” Mercy teases.

“You weren’t supposed to notice.”

She nods toward my crotch. “Hard not to.”

I smirk. “Thanks.”

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