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Chapter 9

Violet

Slowly, I was pulled from dreamland to the world of the awake. What an amazing dream, my entire body was still vibrating from the images that had raced through my mind as I’d slept, featuring Zack, Dylan, and myself. Such sweet, sexy, sensual dreams.

Rolling over to my side, I reached out and my entire body froze when my hand touched hard, chiseled flesh.

Holy shit!

My eyes sprang open and my entire body froze as I stared at the sleeping profile of Dylan Kane. It wasn’t a dream, or at least it wasn’t entirely a dream. I reached out to grab his shoulder and wake him and then snatched my hand back.

Rolling onto my back, I groaned out loud, covering my face with my hands as the events of the previous night came rushing to me. I’d had sex with Zack and then Dylan! That was close to half of the band I’d slept with, in one night! What kind of woman does that?

Lowering my hands, I turned my head to look at him again. He was snoring and appeared to be in a deep sleep. Turning my head to the nightstand, the clock read 10am. He really needed to get up and out of my room. There was too much to do today to prepare for the performance and interview tonight, after all, the band was going to be on the most popular late-night talk show on television. I wanted to make sure they were prepared.

Sitting up, I looked down at myself and blushed. I needed to get dressed, or at least put on a robe before waking him. Yes, he’d seen me naked already, but now that the morning was here, I suddenly felt shy.

As carefully as possible, I slid out of bed and grabbed the robe that had fallen onto the floor. Pulling the robe on, I closed it up and tied it securely around my waist. Now to wake him up. Walking over to the other side of the bed, I gave his shoulder a shake.

“Dylan.” He grumbled something incoherent, so I gave his shoulder another shake; harder this time. “Dylan, get up. Wake up.”

Some more incoherent mumbling.

I sighed.

Taking both hands, I placed one on each of his shoulders and gave him a violent shake. “For the love of God, wake up!”

This time his eyes opened, and he gave me a lazy smile. “Hey, sweetie. Time for another round.” He reached out and grabbed my waist and pulled me onto the bed next to him. In one swift movement, he was straddling me and his lips were coming down to meet mine. His dick was rock solid and pressing against my groin. Oh my, the temptation.

“Whoa. Wait.” I squirmed under him, pushing him off me. “You need to get dressed and leave. It’s ten am. People don’t need to see you sneaking out of my room.”

“No one is going to see me.” He reached for me again and I batted at his hands.

“I’m serious. This could cause serious problems for all of us.”

His brow furrowed as he sat up. “Just hold on a second. You were the one to ask me to stay the night if I recall correctly.”

I groaned. “I know, but now you have to go.” Sliding from the bed, I began to gather his clothing from the floor and placed it on the bed next to him. “Please. Get dressed.”

Giving his head a shake, he got up, unabashed about letting me get a view of his morning wood. It took a lot of willpower, but I turned my head to give him some privacy as he got dressed. I probably should have gone to the other room, but I didn’t.

“This is bullshit, you know that right?” He was pissed.

I groaned. “Yes, I know. Major bullshit.”

Once dressed he brushed past me, despite having plenty of room to walk around my body.

“We need to meet up with the band at noon to go through the questions for tonight’s interview.”

The only answer I received was the slamming of the door as he left my room.

“Well, that wasn’t very smooth,” I murmured to the empty room, running a shaky hand though my hair.

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Violet

“It’s going to be great, Zack.” I put my hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry about anything.” The band and I were all backstage and waiting for the group to be called to the stage to perform, and that would be followed by a question-and-answer session.

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