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“I told you not to fall in love with me,” I said with a sly smirk.

“Don’t worry, I’m not. Let’s go practice some songs.”

CHAPTER FIVE

Max

Everything changed that night.

The night we first sang together.

Maybe it was the high from playing the set before she came out, or perhaps it was the crowd that had grown, or the feel of the lights up on the stage, the way I felt back when I toured with the band. Or maybe it was a combination of it all, but when Gemma took to the stage with me, magic happened.

Our voices harmonized like we’d been singing together for years, and as we did several covers of Nirvana songs with only the acoustic guitars and our voices, the crowd in my bar got bigger until it was like a full-blown concert.

When we finished, people cheered and hollered, and I looked over at Gemma’s smiling face so full of pride and amazement, her eyes welling with tears.

I walked over to her, took her hand in mine, and we bowed together. What I really wanted to do was kiss her, but I didn’t want to overstep. Not when I wanted to sink my dick into that slick, wet pussy tonight.

“Wow,” Gemma said when we walked off the stage together and headed to the bar. We both deserved an ice-cold drink. “What an amazing night.”

“It really was. I’ve never seen a crowd like that in here before.” I made my way around the bar and motioned for Gemma to follow me. I led her over to a stool where I told her to sit. Then I grabbed myself a cold beer and mixed her up one of my fruity concoctions.

“Cheers. To a night full of good music.” I handed her the drink and we clinked our glasses together.

“Cheers!” Gemma said before sipping her drink. “Ooo this is yummy! Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” I held her gaze for too long while sipping my beer, but I couldn’t help it. The woman was impressive.

“Wow. You two are something else!” Don exclaimed as he ran up to us. “I can’t believe this crowd, boss! With the way you two perform, we could be selling this place out on a nightly basis!”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down,” I said with a chuckle. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself now.”

“Gemma, you are so talented! Max needed you to wake up his desire to play again. I’m convinced!” Don said.

I shook my head and laughed. “I’ve been playing on the regular here.”

“Yeah, but not like that. I’ve also never seen you in such a good mood. Gemma, did you put a spell on my boss here or something? Whatever it is, keep it going!” Don said before he walked off with a laugh and a loud greeting to another person he began chatting with.

“Don likes to be over the top, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Gemma sipped on her drink and tried to hide the fact that she was obviously checking me out, as she practically undressed me with her eyes.

“See something you like?” My voice came out sounding like a low growl.

“Maybe.” She smacked her lips together before downing more of her drink.

After the bar emptied and the last of my staff went home, Gemma waited for me in my office once again. Yet this time, when I walked in, she was already naked and on her knees.

“Fuck, woman.” My cock instantly became hard.

“You’re still making good on your promise, right?” Gemma licked her lips.

I nodded, unable to form any words.

“Good. Then get over here.”

There was no hesitation in my stride, only purpose, and within seconds of standing in front of her, her hands were on my belt buckle. She undid my buckle and unzipped the fly of my jeans, yanking them down past my hips. She licked her lips once more while looking up at me and reaching for the hem of my boxers.

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