She frowned. “I wanted to show you a good time. I’m sorry I suggested making out. I get a little crazy at these things.”
I chuckled. “It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”
“Please stay. I’ll introduce you to some people.”
“Any producers or directors here?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Mostly the band and their agents, and of course the sound and tech guys who like to try to get it on with the groupies. I doubt any film people are here.”
“Then there isn’t anyone I need to meet, but thanks for offering.” I pulled my phone out of my clutch to check the time. It was nearing midnight, and this party was only getting started.
“Sure I can’t convince you to stay?” Susie asked.
“Afraid not.” I pulled up the Uber app and ordered a ride. “But have a great time, okay? And stay safe, please.”
“I always do.” She gave me a quick hug and then lunged toward a group of girls, most of them still dressed, thank God.
I scanned the large room. Susie and her new gaggle of friends were laughing and drinking cocktails. A couple girls were slobbering over the drummer’s dick. The two beautiful women putting on the sex show had abandoned the floor, and the one with dark skin was draped between the legs of Zane Michaels, who was, believe it or not, even prettier than she was. The other sat on Jett Draconis’s lap.
Zane Michaels was gorgeous, but Jett Draconis? He made his keyboardist look average in comparison. I couldn’t help staring. His hair was the color of strong coffee, and he wore it long, the walnut waves hitting below his shoulders. His eyes shone a soft hazel green. His face boasted high cheekbones and a perfectly formed nose, and those lips… The most amazing lips I’d ever seen on a man—full and flawless. I’d gawked at photos of him in magazines, not believing it was possible for a man to be quite so perfect-looking—beautiful and rugged handsome at the same time.
Not that I could see any of this at the moment, with the blonde on top of him blocking most of my view.
I looked down at my phone once more. My driver was still fifteen minutes away. Crap.
Then I looked up.
Straight into the piercing eyes of Jett Draconis.
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