Page 535 of Rock Me All Night
My cheeks flush. "Thank you."
"I want to hear it again." His voice gets lower. "Can you handle more?"
God yes. I want him inside me. I have to ask. Deep breath. I try to build the courage. But the silence of the song ending throws me.
There's another sound. Something familiar.
Oh no. It's footsteps.
They move closer. Closer. Then there's a knock on the balcony door. A woman clearing her throat awkwardly.
I turn, covering myself as quickly as possible.
"Ahem. Excuse me…" Her voice wavers as she pushes the door open.
"This is becoming a habit for you," I whisper.
He nods with a cocky smile. "Rain check." He steps into the club.
"Oh my Goodness. I didn't realize it was you…" She clears her throat. "If you need another few minutes, it's okay."
Damn. Being a rock star has its perks.
"We're finished." His deep voice echoes around the room.
My bra and panties are flung over the balcony. That's not happening. At the moment, I'm not concerned. I'm on a cloud. Everything is light and easy.
I zip my dress and step into the club.
The waitress stares at me like she's determining whether or not I'm good enough for Pete. Her gaze goes back to him. She does not even bother trying to hide the way she's gawking at the still very visible erection straining against his jeans.
"We'll get out of here," he says.
"Yes. Of course." She manages to look into his eyes. "Are you two… together?"
He looks at me for permission. When I nod he turns back to the waitress with a megawatt smile.
"Yeah. But keep it between us," he says.
"Of course." She looks Pete in the eyes, leans in close like he's a good friend. "I'm so glad you're moving on from that cunt, Cindy. You deserve better."
Pete steps back. His expression fills with discomfort. Still, he nods a thank you.
This woman has never met him and she feels comfortable calling his ex-girlfriend a cunt.
Being rich and famous has its drawbacks.
