As much as I enjoyed the kiss, he can’t think I’m going to just let him come and go as he pleases, taking whatever he wants from me when he’s horny or it’s convenient.
“Sebastian.” A girl slides up beside him. She’s wearing a skintight dress and heavy makeup but is otherwise basically perfect. A grown-up head cheerleader.
“Your show.” She smiles, and he finally looks down at her. “I’m still wet just thinking about it.”
Wow, overshare much?
Pulling the inside of my cheek between my teeth, I bite down and try to take my mind away from the constant aching whenever he holds me.
“Are you busy?” she asks him, but her eyes dart to me, looking me over like there’s no way he’d choose to keep talking to me now that she’s here. “Or—”
“Actually—”
“It’s fine,” I say, cutting him off. “I was just heading out.”
“Cassie.” My name is a plea, but he’s yet to shake the groupie off his arm, and it’s a reminder of exactly what I’d be getting into with a guy like him. That whatever happened backstage was adrenaline and nothing more.
“It’s all right. Merry and I had other plans anyway,” I say as Merry conveniently pops up beside me, and I turn toward her. “Ready to go to the bar?”
She gives me a pinched expression because she has no idea what I’m talking about. Luckily, she’s a good friend and doesn’t make it obvious.
“Of course.” Her eyes dart between Sebastian and me as I start to drag her away.
I need to get out of this room, out of his vicinity. I need to disappear before anything I’m feeling shows in my eyes and he notices. Because I might know better, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.
18
Cassie
Iforgothowgoodit feels to be pampered, and I am loving every second of it.
Merry and Rumi have the day off while the band is attending press events with Adrian and Quinn, so we decided a girls’ day was in order. Quinn found us a highly-rated salon in the area, and apparently, when you travel with a rock band, it’s easy to book last minute appointments for hair and nails.
“Someone disappeared early again last night. You were at the bar for less than an hour.” The corner of Merry’s lips quirk into a devious smile.
Being on tour is a lot like high school, but with rock stars. Everyone is constantly in everyone else’s business. Especially when we have long days on the bus that need to be filled with something.
“I would have said bye if someone wasn’t giving a random guy a tonsil inspection,” I say to her.
“He was hot,” Merry shrugs. “Not to mention he had a pierced dick.”
“So you just had to see it?” My face puckers because while I was definitely onboard with Sebastian’s pierced nipples, metal in a guy’s dick might be a little much for me.
“Curious, that’s all. You know Rome has one too, right?” Merry says.
“I did not need to know that.”
Great. Now there’s a visual I’m going to have stuck in my head every time I see Rome. Not that I should be surprised. He’s the definition of a bad boy, covered in tattoos and piercings. Between that and the way I’ve seen him go through women, he makes Sebastian appear tame.
“Wait a minute.” I narrow my eyes at her. “When were you with Rome.”
“Never.” Merry shakes her head. “I told you; I don’t cross that line with the band. Not smart if you want to stick around here for more than ten minutes. But Rome’s not exactly modest. None of them are. Anyone around the band long enough is bound to see them each naked at least once.”
“Unfortunately,” Rumi says, shaking her head. She looks a little terrified, and it makes me smile.
“Even Noah?” I nudge Merry’s arm.
She rolls her eyes. “I met the man when he was naked. I consider myself blessed when he decides to be fully clothed around me.”