Page 24 of One Night

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"He's good, isn't he?" I ask, referring to Austin.

"I guess."

I smile and start moving to the music. These guys are really good. Now I get why this band is so popular. The music is good and the band members are hot, although I only saw Austin, but he's hot enough for the other two.

Matt's knee nudges mine under the table. I turn and see him smiling at me. He has a nice smile. He's a good-looking guy. I need to stop waiting to have sex with him and just do it.

He leans over to me and we kiss.

"Want another drink?" he asks, holding up his empty glass. "I'm going to get another."

"I'm good but let me ask Kira." I turn to her. "Want another drink? Matt's going back to the bar."

"No, I'm good."

"You sure?" Matt asks, getting up from his chair.

"Yeah. One's enough."

He takes off for the bar.

Looking back at Kira, I see her moving her head around trying to see Austin through the crowd of girls gathered by the stage.

I smile. "So what do you think? Hot, isn't he?"

"Who? Matt?"

"No! Austin."

"Yeah, he's hot. But I'm still not going out with him. And besides, they're all hot. Maybe I'll go out with the lead singer instead."

I turn to check him out. Just as I look, the girls lining the stage move enough where I can finally see him.

I freeze, my breath catching in my throat. No. It can't be. He's not part of Vandyl. The band he's in is...he never told me. He never told me the name.

My eyes are glued to him. That chiseled jaw. That dark brown hair. Those brooding eyes.

I grip the table, feeling like I might pass out. "Oh my God."

"What?" Kira leans toward me. "What's wrong?"

"I know him."

"Know who?"

"The lead singer." I rush the words out, feeling like I can't breathe.

"Dylan?"

"Yes! When they said Dylan, I didn't know it was THAT Dylan!" I look back at the bar where Matt is standing. He can't know about Dylan. And I can't let Dylan see me here.

"We have to go," I blurt out.

"Go? Go where?"

"Anywhere. We just have to get out of here."

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