Page 9 of Heart Break Her

Sebastian smiles, looking genuinely amused for the first time tonight. Even at the show he looked pretty miserable between songs. But under the stars, here he is. Sebastian Kane, smiling at me.

“So, Electric Hearts is your ringtone, huh?”

I could slap myself right now.Did I really just tell a rock god his voice is my ringtone?Way to sound desperate.

“It’s a good song.” I spin around and reach for the door handle, pulling it.

“You’re leaving?” Sebastian says.

“Figure I’ll save myself additional embarrassment. That, and it’s been a long night.”

I try to open the car door, but he doesn’t move, so I only get it open a couple of inches.

“Where are you headed?”

“Home.”

Sebastian tips his chin down and his hair falls over his forehead. Maybe it’s that he’s a rock star. Or maybe it’s that he’s Sebastian Kane. But even the simple movement of tilting his head steals the breath straight from my chest.

Yep, he’s definitely the sun because my heart is going blind just looking at him.

“You should stay longer,” Sebastian says, his eyes moving down, down, down… they might as well be undressing me. “Or, if you’re over this scene, we can always head back to my hotel andhang out.”

Two words never held so much weight.

I should not go to his room. I should go home. To my new apartment. To my responsible life I’m going to be living now that I’ve finally graduated college. To my predictable world, waiting for the next family-friendly boyfriend to appear in my life.

I’m not the troublemaker. I’m not the rebel. I’m the good girl. I follow the rules.

Everyone is counting on you.

The warnings echo in my head. But Sebastian’s gaze holding me in place does something deep down I can’t quite explain.

It’s not like I’d have to fall for him, right?

It could be one night with a rock star.The rock god, Sebastian Kane. After, he’ll head back out on tour tomorrow, and I’ll start my new job on Monday. It’s not like this is unique for him. And I’m smart enough to not think more of it than it is, so what could it hurt?

Hang out.

I’m almost positive Sebastian is flat out offering me no-strings-attached sex. And I’ve had a rough enough year, a fresh enough breakup, and a good enough night to seriously consider it.

It’s like Merry said, one night with my celebrity crush is what I deserve. A check on the almighty bucket list. No regrets, and no looking back.

And those eyes—those honey-gold eyes paired with his wicked grin.

“What do you say?” he asks with a dark smile. And for the first time in my life, I want to make a very bad decision.

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Sebastian

Theweedhasmyhead in the fucking clouds, and I’m still not sure if I’m hallucinating or if the blonde in the seat beside me is real. She has perfect pink lips that match the tips of her hair. And her eyes are closed again, like they were at the beginning of tonight’s concert, as she sways to the music playing in the car.

I’ve never seen someone react to music like Cassie does. Or anything, for that matter. Every sound, flinch, and hint of tenderness seems to amplify in her bones. I want to drain the feeling out of her and see if it brings life back to my body.

I’m definitely high as fuck because I can’t drag my eyes away from her.

There’s something about this chick. She manages to show barely any skin and still be the most tempting woman I’ve seen in years—possibly my whole damn life. She has a petite body, but even under the layers of her cropped white T-shirt and jean jacket I spot just the right amount of curves.

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