Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
He shrugged, uncomfortable in his fake leather jacket and pants, but they had a show to do on live television. He couldn’t wear his favorite jeans with holes that were shredded at the bottom. Well, he could, but the band had voted on a more upscale look given the opportunity.
Xander walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing tight. “You worked your ass off to get where you are, and you were entitled to have fun in the process. But I’m glad you’re ready to grow up. Good luck proving yourself. If anyone deserves a chance at being happy, it’s you.”
Dash grinned. “Look at us, being all sappy.”
Xander slapped him on the side of the head, something he did too often.
“Hey! Watch the hair.” They’d had a stylist at Dash’s house earlier for all the guys.
Afterward, Dash had come to Xander’s, and the band would be taking their own limo, for which Dash was grateful. Lately he’d begun to feel like he needed more space. Treating his house like a dorm wasn’t working for him anymore. Another problem for another time, he thought.
Cassidy’s laugh sounded from the other side of the house, and his cock jerked in response.
“Ready or not, here we come!” Sasha called out.
Both men turned.
Sasha strode out in a silver gown, but Dash only had eyes for Cassidy. Unlike the A-list actress, Cassidy looked every inch the rocker’s girlfriend, and Dash couldn’t stop staring.
Matching him, she wore a black long-sleeve leather blazer with lace-up grommet detail and slit sides, a low vee exposed her incredible cleavage, and she’d paired the jacket with black biker shorts and high-heeled booties. Her hair had been pulled into a high side ponytail, slicked back except for the long fringe hanging on one side of her face. The golden tone on her skin, along with her matching bronze-colored makeup and lips, blew him away.
She looked gorgeous and utterly fuckable.
His cock was hard as a rock, but between his black clothing and the jacket, nobody would notice if he stayed that way all night.
Aware of his brother and Sasha in a huddle of their own, Dash stepped toward her, grasping her hands in his, taking note of her new long, squared metallic-coated nails. He’d been drawn to her before, all facets of her looks and personality, but this woman was his walking wet dream.
“Holy shit, Cass.” He stared into her eyes, the green color sparkling against the black backdrop of her outfit.
“You like?”
“I want to throw you over my shoulder, haul you to the nearest bed, and fuck you senseless.” He blinked, surprised he’d let those words come out.
She grinned, shocking him. “I’ll take that as the best kind of compliment.”
“As you should.”
She patted the lapel of his jacket. “Looking pretty hot yourself.”
Apparently while he’d been worried about Cassidy, she’d been taking confidence pills. In truth, all she’d had to do was look in a mirror to know she’d make the right impression tonight and torture him in the process.
“Everyone ready?” Xander asked.
The limousines had been waiting outside for an hour, and since they were ninety minutes from the city, preparation had begun early so they could leave the Hamptons and arrive with plenty of time to spare, even if they hit traffic.
Dash glanced at Cassidy. “Are you set?”
She nodded but he noted her white knuckles as she gripped a small Balenciaga handbag.
He leaned in, his lips near her ear. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” He whispered the promise.
The only time she would be alone was during the setup and his performance, and he’d make sure she was settled with Xander before heading backstage.
Before and after, he was all hers.
* * *
Utterly fuckable. Cassidy could live with that. Just like she’d been navigating the different way Dash had been treating her this past week. She wasn’t stupid and knew his most sensual touches and kisses hadn’t been for show. They’d been behind closed doors and she’d allowed each one. If his goal had been to breach her physical walls, it had worked. She went to sleep each night with the memory of his taste on her lips and his touch causing her body to tingle.
But if he’d been hoping to tear down the emotional barriers she’d put up after he’d walked out on her last time, he was doomed to disappointment. She’d already had Adam dump her because he didn’t like the long-distance relationship her job had forced them to be in. She told herself he hadn’t hurt her, and because they’d been busy dealing with Sasha’s stalker and current movie, she’d been able to bury her emotions and focus on other things. But the fact remained, the man she’d been in a serious relationship with had dumped her over a text message.
Then Dash had swept into her life, and for a few short days, he’d taken over. He’d been with her at the hospital when she’d been injured after being mistaken for Sasha by the man stalking her, and he’d seemed worried about her afterwards. And when she and Sasha needed help, Dash had been there, leading to their night in bed. They’d absolutely had a connection. One she’d never felt before. And like Adam, Dash had left her alone. Without warning, disappearing from her life in any meaningful way.