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Maybe another time, he answered absentmindedly. Shane had just seen a glowing
blond head come onto the terrace through the tall glass double doors that were guarded on both
sides by heavy security. Kayden. He wanted to rush over run, actually if it wouldn t make
him look like a total fool.
For the moment, he stayed where he was, watching Kayden and the other members of
Moonlight work the crowd. He knew he would have a hard time getting to them the lucky fans
in attendance were swarming, and the record label people were doing the usual handshake,
kiss-ass routine but he couldn t stop himself from staring and willing all of those damn
sycophants away so he could get closer.
He was jarred from his thoughts by a painful elbow in his side. Fuck. Nicky.
What the hell, dude? You re all, like, wet for him and shit.
Shane groaned quietly. Not the conversation he wanted to be having. Hey. You like the
party? I saw you doing shots with Dre earlier.
Good try, bro. What up with you and Popsicle Pants? Has it completely slipped your
mind that he s a total asshole? Hot, yeah, but an ice queen.
I don t know what s up. We were starting to get to know each other in Europe. It was
nice. Then the break, and now? I m not sure. There was no way in hell he was telling his
brother about that morning.
Is he a good fuck at least?
Shane gave Nick a smack on the side of his head. Is that all you think about?
Well& yeah. Isn t that all any guy thinks about? Please tell me you re at least fucking
him.
No, not yet. And some of us might actually have feelings for people.
Nick snorted. Some of us are g-a-y.
Fuck off. Go find a chick to blow you or something.
Seriously, what s up with you?
Shane sighed and watched Kayden s blond head bob through the crowd surrounded by
his black-clad entourage. I don t know.
You do want to fuck him, right?
God, do you have to call it that? But, yeah, of course I do. I am human. It s more,
though. I want to talk to him and get to know him, play music with him, you know&
Could you have a bigger vag? Listen, drool over him as much as you want. I just don t
want the tour to be ruined if you fag out on me and get all emo. Be cool, okay? I don t wanna
have to join Fall Out Boy.
Shane rolled his eyes. He was so used to Nicky s mouth by now that it was hard to be
offended. I ll be cool. Try to keep the vag put away and shit. Oh, and Nicky?
Nick looked up.
If you call me emo again, I ll kick your ass& or there s always the potential for a good
nut-sac waxing.
In your dreams, pretty boy. Nick chuckled and punched him in the arm. Have fun with
your girlfriend.
Shane gave his brother a silent middle finger and slid off his bar stool to go in search of
Kayden.
The cool, down-the-nose stare he received when he approached Kayden was nothing like
what Shane had expected. He d hoped, especially after earlier, that their fragile friendship was
finally going somewhere, and maybe, despite Kayden s protests, it would turn into more. A lot
more.
Uh, hi, Kayden. Shane was desperately hoping he was wrong about the look he d just
received.
Ventura.
Shit. He wasn t.
How was the rest of your day?
Kayden just gave Shane a look that said Why are you talking to me like we re friends?
It was tolerable. I trust yours was the same. Now, if you ll excuse me.
Kayden walked away without another word, leaving Shane feeling like his gut had been
ripped out. What happened to this morning?
He stumbled back toward the bar with only one thought in his head he needed tequila,
enough to drown in. Enough to dull the raw ache in his stomach. The idea of drinking himself
into oblivion was the only thing that could penetrate the shocked fog in his brain.
Mr. Ventura? Shane?
Shane looked up when he heard his name. It was that same little groupie from before,
Roger or something.
Hey, Roger.
Reggie, but that s okay. You can call me whatever you want. Do you want to sit down?
He patted the seat next to him.
Shane was about to say no but paused when he felt the weight of someone s gaze on his
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