Page 3 of Touch in the Dark

“Tough game coming up though, the Cavaliers have been great this season.”

“Yeah, but the Lakers have LeBron, he’s gonna try and make a point to his old team.”

I use my fingertips to rub primer into his skin. He closes his eyes, his dark lashes dusting his cheekbones. He has great bone structure. And pecs, my eyes dip to where his shirt is halfway unbuttoned. I get a glimpse of the fine hair covering those pecs.

“But he’s just one man,” Nick says, and I raise my eyes to his as they reopen.

I’ll be mortified if he catches me ogling him.

“Yeah, a legend though.”

Aidan comes in then, looking a little worse for wear. I welcome him then focus back on Nick. I am sure Regina is in a coma at this point, she’s barely spoken since Nick came into the room. Nick watches his lead singer drop into the seat beside him through the mirror. There is a look of concern, but I won’t ask, it isn’t my place.

I finish up with Nick, who chooses to remain seated, talking with Aidan about a party they are going to tonight.

“You gotta at least show your face, Bianca will kick your ass if you don’t.”

“I know, but I’m just not in the mood. She’s still pissed at me for what happened last week.”

“Can you blame her, it cost us a lot of money.”

Aidan scowls and doesn’t respond. Nick runs a hand through his hair, whatever they are talking about, he doesn’t go into any detail in front of Regina and me.

“Ad, I know it’s tough. But we have obligations. At least it’s just a small party.”

“When is any party Jordan attends a small party?” He closes his eyes as I get to work on his face.

Nick laughs. “It might help,” he says his smile fading.

“Yeah, whatever.”

They quieten as I work. It took a little extra magic to hide the dark circles under Aidan’s eyes. I have an idea what they are talking about. Aidan disappeared a couple of weeks ago, causing two shows to be postponed. The press was speculating about the reason since, but BreakNeck has been silent on it, not a single word leaked.

“Els, are you busy tonight?”

“I’m washing my makeup brushes, why do you ask?”

Aidan snorts as Nick frowns. “You wanna come to the party with us?”

“With the band?” I look over at him.

“Yeah, sure, the band,” Nick winks again. “I like you had an excuse prepared too. Impressive.”

“Excuse me but it is not an excuse.”

“Liar,” he leans forward in his chair. “It’ll be fun. We’ve already asked Lola and Jaxon. They’re coming too.”

“Good for them.”

“Take a hint dude,” Aidan looks amused now and I am glad he’s snapped out of whatever funk had taken over. “How many times are you gonna ask?”

“Till she agrees to come.”

“No discussing me like I’m not here,” I grab my powder to set Aidan’s face.

“Not until you quit declining.”

“Why do you want me to come?” I arch a brow.

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