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Busted She sorta had a panting-lust-thing for Sinners’ rhythuitarist, Trey Mills, and Dave knew it Probably because every time she talked to Dave, texted, or e Dave would always tell her who Trey was doing instead It had not ed to decrease her interest even a little On the contrary, Trey’s long list of conquests hadRebekah was sure he could teach her a thing or two in the bedroom, and she was sorely in need of some attention in that department

“I’m not sure if Brian’s back in town yet,” Dave said “He’s probably still in Kansas City with his wife, but I’ Trey-Can’t-Keep-It-In-His-Pants Mills You’d do best to stay away from him, Reb”

Uh, no, that would not be best by any stretch of the iination The man was estion? Not her

A set of knuckles rapped against the door

Was that them? Rebekah’s heart skipped a beat

“Come in,” Dave called

The door swung open and the man of Rebekah’s wet drea one sultry green eye, sexiness oozing from every pore, Trey Mills scanned Rebekah from head to toe Her entire body flushed with heat Trey offered Dave a crooked grin Her terees

“Sorry to interrupt the festivities, dude” Trey lifted both dark brows, one pierced with a tiny silver hoop “We’ll come back later”

He closed the door

Ohaway!

Rebekah raced across the rooo There are no festivities I’er sister, Rebekah”

Eric dropped his hand froaped

At her

For like five minutes

He forgot why he’d had Jace in a stranglehold Soirlfriend, Aggie Forgot that he couldn’t wait to pick up a new custom-made cymbal for his drum kit after they visited what’s-his-naot that walking required a sequence of left foot, right—not left foot, left, left, stuot that in order to inhale, his chest had to expand

Eric choked on his own tongue

It was her Standing right there About shoulder high Petite Feminine Blond-and-blue-haired Both beautiful and adorable in her reen miniskirt It really was her The woman of Eric’s wet dreams

And she was gushing all over Trey