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Chapter 4 - Carter
By the time the new PR team left, my cock was hard as rock. Thank fuck for this bass guitar in front of me, or else it would have been a really difficult show.
That photographer was smoking hot.
Ever since this divorce process had started, I’d sworn off women. I hadn’t slept with anyone since Angela, even though I’d had ample opportunities. It was like that part of me died when she ripped my heart out of my chest.
But now?
Oh, that part of me was well and truly alive.
I came to my sense and punched Garrett in the arm. “What was that? I’ve never seen you agree to an early morning show in years!”
He’d folded so easily to the new PR manager’s schedule, and we’d have to be up and at the The Morning Show with Mark and Michelle’s studio no later than seven AM.
Garrett shrugged. “Trying something new.”
“You sure it’s not the foxy PR Manager that was eye-fucking you since she walked in?” I grinned, trying to deflect from my own attraction to Veronica, the bad-ass vixen with the long brown hair.
“Shut the fuck up, Carter,” Garrett said, but I could see a grin on his face. Maddox was quiet, and the two of us put our gear away and grabbed our things. I followed Maddox to the door and turned towards Garrett. “You coming?”
“Nah, not feeling like a beer tonight. Early morning, remember?” Garrett grinned, rolling his eyes. I laughed and shrugged.
“Your loss.”
The two of us walked down the hallway towards the exit. When we got outside, my heart started beating harder. What if the girls were still here? What if I could catch Veronica alone and talk to her? I hadn’t even heard her speak. For some reason, I desperately wanted to hear the sound of her voice. I glanced up and down the street frowning.
“Looking for someone?” Maddox asked, arching his eyebrow at me.
I cleared my throat and shrugged, not looking at him. “Forgot where I parked. Come on,” he said. “Let’s go.”
I knew exactly where I’d parked. Once we got in the car, I fired up the engine and headed towards our post-rehearsal hangout: O’Grady’s pub. I hadn’t had the urge to drink more than a drink or two in months, but after seeing that photographer at our rehearsal space, I felt like I needed to unwind.
O’Grady’s was a shitty pub in a mostly dead area of town, but that’s what made it great. We’d been going there for years, and Mickey had always treated us like regulars from the first time we walked in.
Right now, I didn’t really care if we were at O’Grady’s or any other bar in town. The only place I actually wanted to be was between Veronica’s long legs, feeling that hot little pussy of hers dripping all over me.
But I’d settle for the bar.
We pulled in, and I sighed. There were only a couple other cars parked outside and I chuckled. “Busy as usual in there,”
Maddox laughed. “Just the way we like it.”
“What do you think of our new PR team?” I asked casually, getting out of the car. Maddox looked at me as a grin spread over his lips.
“I like them,” he said. “We’ll see if they are as good as they say.”
“Or as good as they look.”
Maddox grinned again. “That makeup artist was hot as hell.”
“The blonde one?”
He nodded.
I shrugged. “I thought the one with the camera was hotter.”
“She’s all yours,” Maddox grinned, opening the door to the bar. I swept my eyes around the bar and my breath caught in my throat.
