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Josh: You dying?

SD: And he finally responds.

He was goading me and I knew it. Yet I responded. What the fuck did that say about me?

Josh: Stay out of my life. Stay away from Charlie.

I shoved my phone back in my pocket. I was done talking to that man.

I ran my hands through my hair one last time. At least my cock had deflated after that text exchange. I could walk out of the room without broadcasting what had happened in here.

“And there he is,” Jax said as I shut the door behind me and stepped into the hallway.

Fuck.

There was a knowing smirk on his face—or an assuming smirk.

At least it was better than rage.

“What’s up? Missing some candies?” I asked, keeping it nonchalant.

“What were you doing in there, CH?” he asked.

“Managing your band,” I said.

He arched a brow. “Is that what we’re calling it these days?”

Fucking hell.

“What are you getting at?” I hoped he wasn’t going to lay into me, especially not here and now.

“I see what’s going on with you two. For the most part, she seems happy, so as long as she stays that way, I’ll be as supportive as possible. But she’s not just a fuck,” he said.

I grabbed his collar.

“Don’t ever talk about her like that.”

He grinned in my hold.

“Now see, that’s all I needed to know. I knew this would all work out. Now be a good boy and get me my green-free M&Ms.”

And then he sauntered off.

Bastard.

I’d walked right into that.

My phone pinged again, and I checked my notifications.

This was the text I’d been waiting for. I couldn’t wait to see Charlie’s face when she noticed her surprise.

Chapter 19

CHARLIE

Myhairstucktothe side of my face, but I didn’t care. Sweat trekked down my back with every bang of my sticks, and I couldn’t stop my grin. An orgasm before the show and adrenaline pumping through me now as I played the songs I loved.

I wanted this every day.

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