Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

"I feel popular."

"You are."

"Yep. I'm the band pet."

"It's not like that. You're a nice girl—"

"I will hang this phone up right now."

"No you won't," he teases. "You want to talk to me."

I admit nothing.

"I could go on and on about what a nice girl you are, but you'd still stay on the line."

I bite my lip to keep from begging him to go on and on about what a nice girl I am. I'm getting the feeling it ends with and I'm going to corrupt you.

I'm getting delusional.

I need sleep.

His deep voice flows through the speakers. "But, I won't torture you. How about a sweet girl?"

"Better."

"People want to see you do well. I get it. I've known you since you were sixteen. You were a kid then. Now, you're a woman."

"You really think so?"

He's quiet for a long moment. When he speaks, his voice is too even to give anything away. "You're a sweet girl, Piper."

I'm not sure what that means, but I like the way his voice feels in my ears.

Chapter 5

Kit

The lights in the club go down.

Then it's applause.

Screaming.

I'm about to move forward when Ethan steps in front of me. He shakes his head and runs a hand through his dark wavy hair.

He motions one more minute.

Gotta make the crowd work for it. Gotta make them wait. This is shit I know, but I lose track of it the second I get near a stage.

My chest is light. My heart is in my throat.

Then the crowd is chanting Dangerous Noise and I'm not sure I can breathe.

Fuck, I can't do this.

I remind myself that I've done this a thousand times. Hell, I've done it on a stage this size a few dozen times.

I know it's possible, but my heart still feels like it's going to leap out of my chest.