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His gaze drifted up her legs and body, his face slowly tilting into view He had features a sculptor would love: strong jaw, pointed chin, high cheekbones Would it be presumptuous of her to exaertips? Her lips? She forced her attention to her hand, which gripped his wel -muscled upper aruitarists have your skil "
He used her support to stagger to his feet When he stuht his scent and inhaled deeply, her eyes drifting closed Prirowl aloud?
His strong hands gripped her shoulders as he steadied hih alert She couldn’t remember that last time she’d been instantaneously attracted to a ainst the back of the booth for support He blinked hard, as if trying to focus his intense, brown eyes on her face "You knoho I aerly "Who doesn’t?"
He waved a hand around theatrical y, which set hieek in the whole daray-haired wo at hiasped and turned her attention to her ocean blue cocktail, slurping the blended beverage through a tiny, red straw as nonchalantly as possible
"Brian, don’t start shit," Sed, the group’s lead singer, said
The acidic look Brian shot at Sed could peel paint "What? I’ staring proble Most of the how to best rescue her from enemy territory
"Do youto beco She tucked the lock of hair that had escaped her hairclip behind her ear and smiled at Brian hopeful y He stroked his eyebroith his index finger as he conte Why would a stuffy-looking chick in a business suit request to sit with five rock stars?
Sed scooted over in the sereen vinyl beside hiaze froood looks contrasted his bad-boy, wo reputation She didn’t fol ow the personal lives of the bands she admired, but even she knew Sed’s rep His smile, complete with dimples, could ice a cake, which was likely why he covered it so rapidly with a scowl A quick veil of indifference returned his cool status Those darling die
Myrna slid into the booth next to Sed, wiping her sweaty palms on her skirt as she settled beside him Okay, I’m in Nohat?
"Are you so?" Sed leaned back to examine her professional attire Myrna didn’tActual y, I’e professor here at the conference"
"No shit?" She recognized the speaker, who sat across from her, as Eric Sticks, the band’s druht have considered an education"
Myrna laughed She glanced up at Brian who stil leaned against the booth next to Eric’s right shoulder Her heart gave a painful throb God, he was gorgeous "Would you like to sit down, Brian?"
Myrna scooted closer to Sed, her knee settling against his beneath the table Brian col apsed on the seat beside her, lodging her between two of the sexiest and one to heaven Play it cool, Myrna If you start spazzing out like a fan girl, they’ll tell you to get lost And she certainly didn’t want that Brian leaned forward and rested his forehead on the table with a groan It took al of Myrna’s concentration not to offer a soothing touch She kneho he was, but he didn’t know her from Adam Wel , hopeful y, he could tel her from Adam, but, uh…
She took a deep breath to col ect her scattered thoughts and forced her attention to Eric She could look at hiiddy, but found she couldn’t stop staring at his insane hairstyle--half-long, a center strip of short spikes, the rest various lengths and just plain strange A crier-thick lock curled around the side of his neck Rock star hair She stifled an excited giggle
"So what do you teach?" Eric took a sip of his beer, his pale blue eyes never leaving her face Wel , maybe he checked out her chest a little, but he aze above her neck