Page 81 of Rock Me All Night
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The club islit in shades of neon purple. The first floor is already packed. Most of the crowd is casual—jeans, t-shirts, sneakers. A handful of women are dressed to impress.
Kara and I fit into the latter group. Somehow, I don't care that I'm treading the line between classy and trashy. Between the tight, low cut top and the short skirt, I know I'm going to make Miles want me as badly as I want him.
Kara squeezes my hand and drags me up the stairs. She pushes past another set of musician guys all the way to Drew. She finds him like he has a homing beacon.
He does a double take when he sees her outfit. Mission accomplished.
"Who lets you out of the house dressed like that?" He raises a brow.
She shrugs like she wears this everywhere. They hug hello. I step aside to give them room. I'm not sure where Kara gets her insecurity. Drew is absolutely looking at her like he wants to fuck her. He's not as obvious about it as Miles is, but he's obvious enough.
He catches me watching him and redirects his stare towards the opposite wall.
I scan the room for Miles. There. He's leaning against the wall talking to a busty woman with long blond hair. Well then.
His eyes find mine, and he immediately excuses himself. Hell, he practically throws the buxom blond out of his way. I nod, but I stay put.
Today, he's coming to me.
A dozen steps and he's next to me. He slides his arm around my waist and leans in to whisper in my ear.
"Let's go out back. Won't be able to think until I'm inside you." He drags his fingertips over the waist of my skirt. "You look fucking amazing."
"I know."
"Damn, I like when you're confident." He nods to the stairs.
"Is there time?" It's eight-thirty. He's due on stage in half an hour.
Miles nods. His eyes are heavy. It's like he wants me so badly he can't articulate a single word.
"Hey, Megan." A familiar voice interrupts.
It's the blond drummer. Tom.
"It's Meg," I say.
Miles throws his friend an incredulous look. "Can't this wait?"
"No, it can't." Tom offers me an apologetic smile then he's back to Miles. "Now."
Miles frowns. He's upset. As upset as he was on the beach. More even.
He shakes off his expression, but it's still there in his eyes and his posture. He's unsure of something.
I want to know what it is.
I watch Tom pull Miles aside. There's not a lot of room up here. They're almost within earshot. I take a seat on the couch and scoot closer. Until they are within earshot.
"You're fucking her?" Tom asks.
"You take issue with casual sex all of a sudden?"
"Does she know?"
"No."
