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That made him smile again. “To get an overnight bag. You’re coming back to Raleigh with me.”
“Oh.” I knew from experience that the drive to Raleigh was just on two hours away. Pleeennty of time. “I’ll be as quick as I can with the cleanup.”
“Take your time. I’ll be outside, in the car.”
“Okay.” I slid my hand up his chest to the back of his neck. “Kiss me one more time to tide me over.” He did, but it was softer this time, like he was savoring me. Still, it had heat pooling in my belly and a shiver running up my spine. I pulled away, since the quicker I got the cleanup done, the quicker I’d be fucking Grayson Rivers in the back of his limo.
“See you soon,” he murmured.
“Real soon.”
I watched him go, admiring the fuck out of the way his broad shoulders filled out his suit and the way the crowd naturally parted to let him through. Then, when he’d pushed through the door, out into the cold night air, I made my way back to the stage.
“Stefania Moretti, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
I let out a low chuckle as Miriam, one of my closest friends and Boudica’s drummer, gave me a narrow-eyed look. “Just, you know, having a bit of fun.”
“Who is that guy?”
“Grayson Rivers. Wolfe’s brother.”
Miriam’s eyebrows shot up and her gray eyes darkened with concern. “Esme’s future brother-in-law?”
“Yep.”
“And you’re what? Going home with him?”
“Not home. To Raleigh.”
Miriam shook her head. “Stef, are you sure you want to get involved with a guy like him? Esme said he’s uptight, corporate, and not really your type.”
“Well, he sure kisses like he’s my type. And we’re not,” I held my hands up, making air quotes with my fingers, ‘getting involved.’ So don’t stress. It’s one night because he’s hot and I’m horny. Nothing more to it than that.”
“Right. If you’re sure...”
I reached out and ruffled her dark red hair. “I’m sure, my little chocolate muffin. Now let’s get this all packed up so I can go.”
“You’re good. Just go. We can handle it.”
“No way?—”
Before I could finish the sentence, Miriam said, “Hey, Evan!”
Our bass guitarist paused in the middle of rolling up an extension cord. “Yeah?”
“Stef’s got a hot lay waiting for her. You don’t mind if she cuts out early, do you?”
With a wide grin, Evan shook his head. “Nah. I say, go for it.”
“What about you, Reggie?” She turned to Evan’s brother and our keyboardist.
“I’ll never get in the way of Stef and cock.”
“Aaww, thanks.”
“But you owe us one.”
“Absolutely.”