The bathroom door opened and Dylan stepped out, wearing
nothing but a towel around her body with her long dark
hair piled on top of her head. There were still water
droplets running down her skin from her shower. Holy
fuck, the desire to lick them off was so strong I took a
step towards her.
โYouโre back.โ Dylan looked from me to the door, almost
like she was surprised to see me.
โYeah, the reporters were crazyโฆtook me a little while to
push my way through. Dash was right to hire more
securityโฆโ I let my words trail off. The sight of her in
her towel was making my brain short circuit. โWere you
going to bed?โ
She gripped her towel tighter and nodded her head. โYeah,
IโฆI figured you guys would be out lateโฆSoโฆโ
This was ridiculous. We both seem nervous and unsure of
what to say. Plus, Iโm sure the sexual tension coming off
my body was making her uncomfortable as fuck. I glanced
towards the bathroom again. My pills were so close, I
could take two and down half a bottle of whiskey and then
I wouldnโt feel anything until morning.
Dylan cleared her throat. โAre you okay? You just look a
littleโฆdo you feel okay?โ
Yep, my mask slipped and she saw it right away. โI feel
great.โ I smiled, probably too big to be real. โJust
tired after the show. It takes a lot of energy to look
that good up there.โ I winked, for added affect.
She nodded, slowly. โYeah, Iโm sure it doesโฆโ She shifted
her weight from one foot to the other. โAre you, uh, I
mean, are you going to sleep?โ
I could say yes, I should say yes. I should just go take
a shower and take some pills and climb into my bunk. I
wouldnโt need to fake a smile; I wouldnโt need to pretend
to be okay. I could just fall apart in my bed, all by
myself. It might be a mistake, but for some reason, the
need to be next to her seemed to outweigh my need for
numbness. โNo. I was, uh, why donโt you go put on some
clothes and we can watch a movie.โ
She eyed me with her head cocked to the side, like she
couldnโt figure out if I was joking or not.
I raised an eyebrow. โOr you could just stand there in
your towel and keep staring at me. Iโm enjoying the
view.โ I added another wink.
It must be the wink that did her in because she rolled
her eyes and nodded her head. โYeah, okay. Just let me
change real quickly.โ She grabbed some clothes and went
back into the bathroom.
โOh for fucks sake, that was the most uncomfortable
conversation Iโve ever had to sit through! Youโve been
stuttering since Dylan walked out of the bathroom.โ Luke
sat up and ran his fingers through his hair.
โAwww, Sleeping Beauty decided to wake up?โ I went with
sarcasm, when all I really wanted to do was grab him by
the shirt and send him flying out the room. I wanted
Dylan all to myself.
โHow could I sleep through that awkward as fuck
exchange?โ He got up and cracked his neck to either side.
โSince when do you have a hard time talking to girls?โ
I shrugged. I didnโt want to answer him honestly; since
the girl I was talking to was Dylan.
โIโm going to bed. I hope for your sake, your skills
return before she thinks youโve had a stroke.โ
When she came out a second later all the air left my
lungs. She was wearing some loose black pants that looked
softer than silk and hung dangerously low on her hips
with a tight white tank top that made her skin look more
tan than olive. Her hair was still a mess on top of her
head, and most of her makeup was gone. But I had never in
my life seen anyone more beautiful. And it was in that
moment that I knew, without a doubt, that a quick roll in
hay wasnโt going to get this girl out of my system.
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