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Chapter 3 - Maddox
Holy fuck.
I was glad I was sitting behind my drum kit, because my cock was rock-fucking-hard. I didn’t even see the other two women who made up our PR team. They didn’t so much as register on my radar, because the minute Lacie walked in, my eyes were glued on her.
Lacie.
Even her name tasted good on my tongue. And fuck, I’d like to taste other parts of her, too. I watched her glide in the door and sit down on the couch to watch us play. Her eyes carved into me, drifting down my chest and over my arms. I flexed a little, grinning as I saw the blush warming her cheeks.
She had blonde hair tied back in a long braid. I couldn’t tell what color her eyes were from across the room, but her body was tight and curvy in all the right places.
She scooped the skirt of her dress as she sat down, and I closed my eyes and inhaled, imagining what it would be like to run my fingers up those milky white thighs of her and feel the honey between her legs.
My pulse was hammering, and the headache that had plagued me all day was gone. I took a long drink of water and nodded to Garrett, and then we started playing.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She watched me, leaning forward slightly on the couch as we played. She looked completely entranced by our music.
It wasn’t the first time that I’d seen someone react like that, but with Lacie it seemed different. Her eyes widened and her cheeks blushed, as if she was experiencing live music for the first time.
We played our new single, the one that we’d be playing at the Grammys in a week’s time. The girls clapped for us, and Tony said something to us about the plan for the week. I didn’t hear any of it. Lacie ran her hand along the neckline of that pretty blue dress she was wearing, and my eyes followed the movement. Her chest moved up and down with every breath, and I imagined tasting those sweet breasts of hers.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d wanted someone this badly.
All the worries from earlier, the conversation with my lawyer, the hangover—all of it was forgotten. None of it mattered. All that mattered was getting closer to Lacie.
I wanted her… and I always got what I wanted.
Morgan Matthews, our new PR Manager, nodded to Tony. “Yes, exactly,” she said, shifting her gaze straight to me. I forced myself to keep my eyes off Lacie until Morgan looked away. “I’ve already started working on your image. We’re going for ‘rugged’, not ‘out of control’. We have a full schedule of interviews this week, with the first one being tomorrow morning.”
Garrett groaned. “I don’t do mornings,” he said. I chuckled. Out of all of us, she’d have the most trouble with Garrett. He really was out of control, and sometimes it was like Carter and I were just along for the ride.
Morgan’s eyebrows shot up and she squared her shoulders. I grinned. I liked her already. She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head, staring at Garrett defiantly.
“No?”
He shook his head, and I stifled a laugh. Morgan wasn’t phased, though, and my respect for her grew.
“Well you’d better start. You’ve got a spot on Mornings with Mark and Michelle, which is the biggest morning show in America right now. You guys might not realize this, but you need this spot if you want to keep being ‘rock stars’.” She sounded almost mocking when she said the last word, and I tried not to grin.
Yeah, I liked her.
“Fine, you’re the boss,” Garrett growled, and my eyebrow shot up. It was unlike him to give in so easily. As much as I was used to getting what I wanted, Garrett definitely got what he wanted. Something about being a lead singer, I guess.
Lacie got up, and I stood up at the same time. I walked around my drum kit to get closer to her, noticing that her eyes were a piercing green color. Her lips tugged upwards in a shy smile and desire for her flashed through my body again.
How could one little smile make my cock jump like that? Maybe it was the innocent look in her eyes, and the thought of turning her into a dirty little girl who was hungry for my cock. Her eyes drifted over my chest again, and a blush stained her cheeks.
Yeah, she’d get dirty. She’d get dirty with me.
The three of them followed Tony out the door and we watched them in silence. When the door closed behind them, the breath returned to my body and I blinked.
What the fuck just happened?
Carter turned to Garrett and punched him in the arm. “What was that? I’ve never seen you agree to an early morning show!”
Garrett shrugged. “Trying something new.”
“You sure it’s not the foxy PR Manager that was eye-fucking you since she walked in?”
