Page 29 of Taming His Rockstar

He nods. “I just wanted you to know that I would never do that. And I guess it’s time I admit that I was hoping you’d be back.”

I’m back to grinning. “You’re really full of yourself, aren’t you? Don’t even need anyone to toot your horn.”

“No, I don’t. But this is not about that. I was really hoping you’d come back.” He stands straight and folds his hands across his muscular chest. “But then again, I figured the chances of lightning striking twice were close to zero.”

“What do you know? I guess it’s about to be a lightning storm.”

He chuckles. “I don’t get off for maybe an hour more.”

I look around the bar. It has slowly been emptying, and now there are merely a few people still partying.

“You sure?”

He nods. “Yeah. Club closes at two. I can tell Rayne to help me tally the receipts and account. But I gotta stay until then at least.”

“Okay.”

“I could give you my key, or . . .”

“Don’t worry, I can wait. I’ll have another mojito, though.”

He smiles. “One mojito, coming right up.”

When he’s done, he finds me glancing at Rayne. “Don’t worry about her. She’s cool.”

“Sorry, force of habit.” I pick up my glass and give him a smile when I see he looks a little worried. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Now go before you make me do something that would make me the trending hashtag on twitter.”

“You mean like the time you had sex at Coachella?”

“Simulated sex,” I correct him. “And if you’re not careful, I’ll do it again. Only this time, it won’t be simulated.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” he says with a soft chuckle as he walks away, picking up empty glasses on the bar.

I watch him walk away and take the chance to ogle his ass. When I look up, it’s to find Rayne looking at me. She gives me a small smile before she looks away to continue doing what she’s doing. I wonder if she’s going to be trouble. Then I realize I have no reason to be worried. Jake has no problem with it, and the worst thing that can happen is some tabloids finding out I’m banging him. I suddenly don’t mind at all. I see Rayne and Jake talk to each other and am surprised when he walks toward me with a smile on his face.

“Get your things. We’re leaving.”

“What?”

“Rayne’s agreed to cover for me. Did you drive?” he asks.

I nod, still a little confused. “All right, you can go and wait for me. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

I glance at Rayne, and she gives me a small wave. I return her smile and reach into my purse for my credit card to settle the tab. Jake helps with that, and I’m glad I don’t have to argue with him about it. Collecting the card back, I give Rayne a little wave and head for the exit, my hat pulled low over my face.

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