Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

Kit moves to the far side of the stage with this easy, steady gate. His gaze goes to the right side of the second floor. That must be the VIP section where all the girlfriends are hanging out.

The crowd gets louder as Ethan moves on stage. He winks at the audience, holding up his guitar to play the opening riff of Tied Up With You.

The drums and bass kick in.

Then Mal steps on stage, all tall and sexy and in control.

The woman next to me squeals. A dozen women squeal.

Mal!

Oh my God, Mal.

I love you, Mal.

MARRY ME!!!

He steps up to the mic just in time to catch the opening line.

Come whisper in my ear…

Then he's singing with that sexy, breathy voice of his. Playing his rhythm guitar. Looking out at the audience with this amazing mix of I'm sexy and I know it and baby, you can save me.

Damn, the screams are deafening.

Every woman here wants Mal.

None of them can have him.

He's mine.

It's only for two months, but he's still mine.

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Mal

The second we finish our Garbage cover, Ethan steps up to his mic. He smiles at the crowd with his usual I'm so fucking excited to be here playing for you. It's too bad we're almost done smile.

But he doesn't launch into his usual banter.

He stops.

I move forward to catch the nuances in his expression.

The stage lights are too bright. I can't see anything but the crowd. Faces come in to focus. A tall guy who looks a lot like Ron Weasley. A woman with bright pink hair.

Lacey.

She's in the front row.

Her brown eyes are wide with wonder. And they're on me. Right now, I'm the center of her universe.

Every person in this room—I'm the center of their universe.

The power is intoxicating.

Then Ethan wraps his hands around his mic with a sharp hiss of feedback and I lose the attention of half the crowd.