Dare to Rock (Dare to Love 5)

“Trust me, they’ll understand.” He grasped her hand and unlocked the door. “But … my panties!”

“Are just where I want them,” he said, patting his jeans pocket. Without giving her a chance to respond, he pulled her along with him back into the big living room.

“Everything okay?” Lola asked.

“Fine,” Avery said.

“Great,” Grey added. “I’m sorry to break up the party, but we need to get going.” He squeezed Avery’s hand in reassurance.

Lola looked from him to Avery, a smile edging her lips as she took them in and understanding dawned. “I can see why,” she said, laughing.

Rep chuckled. “Okay then.”

“Umm, it was nice to meet you both,” Avery said.

Grey headed for the door, tugging her beside him, but she dug in her heels, turning back to the other couple. “Thank you for including me.”

Grey understood he needed to let this moment between Avery and Lola happen, and he stopped his run for the exit.

“It was good to meet you,” Lola said, her expression as serious as he’d ever seen it. “Come back any time.”

“Thanks,” Avery said.

“I mean it!” she called out as Grey started for the front entry once more.

He opened the door and came to a stop when he ran right into his manager about to ring the bell. “Simon.” Grey was surprised to find him there.

“Kingston,” Simon said by way of greeting.

His gaze zeroed in on Avery, and Grey had the sudden urge to pull her behind him and shield her from his manager, which was ridiculous.

“Lola’s inside but we were just leaving,” Grey informed the man.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Simon asked, curiosity in his tone.

“Avery Dare,” she said, extending her hand.

“Simon Colson, and it’s a pleasure to meet you. I trust you enjoyed the concert I left you tickets for?”

That night was the last thing Grey wanted in Avery’s head now, when he finally had her on the way to his bed.

“I did. The band was amazing,” she said, genuine enthusiasm in her voice, and a bit of pride filled him at the knowledge that she had enjoyed the concert.

Simon nodded. “I know it’s hectic backstage afterwards, but I hope you were able to make good use of the passes?” he asked in a too-kind voice.

Grey swore. The SOB knew full well what had happened that night, and he was deliberately rubbing Avery’s face in it. The question was why? And the only answer he could come up with was that Avery’s presence in his life somehow threatened Simon. Which again made no sense, since the man had no idea Grey wasn’t keen on using him in any future endeavors.

He tightened his grip on Avery’s hand and turned his attention to what was important—Avery, who eyed Simon with a healthy dose of wariness.

“I did get backstage, actually. And you’re right. It’s a crazy scene,” Avery said.

He was surprised she managed to keep her voice and expression neutral.

“Comes with the territory. Especially around our boy here. The women love him.” Simon smiled at her.

Grey had had enough, but before he could speak, Avery did.

“They do because he’s that talented.” She straightened her shoulders and met Simon’s gaze. “But as you can see, Grey and I reconnected, and that’s all that matters.”