Page 11 of Dirty Fantasy

His smile was so beautiful. It lit his eyes from within. “I was trying the real thing, and you dodged me.”

“You’ll fuck anything with tits and a pulse, Mick, if the gossip rags can be believed.”

“One, the gossip rags are not fucking true, and two, I have standards.”

“You had two women arguing over who was gonna blow you. And then some dude said, of course, you could handle them both.”

“And if you’d stuck around, you’d have heard guys talking about fucking you.”

Tana’s eyes felt like they were going to bug out. “What?”

“Welcome to the club. It’s called Life as a Sex Symbol, and you joined it with that sweet little ‘Sugar Pie’ number that put you on the map.”

The possibility had never occurred to Tana. “Seriously?”

“Yeah. And they’ll try. Trust me, there will be men lining up to nail you faster than you can believe. Unless you got Big Daddy Mick for a shield. Ain’t no one touching my girl. You got my word on that.”

She took a deep breath and let out a sigh. She dropped her head back again and stared at the wood as two things occurred to her. One, Big Daddy Mick was hot as fuck. And two, when was the last time anyone wanted to shield her from anything?

Tana glanced over at his face once more. “I still have a boyfriend.”

“I hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but if he said he wasn’t ready to settle down before sending you off into this life, he ain’t much of anything anymore.”

“Still, I owe him the decency to explain before he hears about us from someone else.”

Mick’s eyes gleamed, and Tana knew that he knew she was going to agree. His smile was too damn sexy for her own good.

“Good. Call him from your bus. Tell him you met someone. Tell him you’re sorry, but it’s over because he had his shot and your new man ain’t about to miss his.”

“I can’t say that.”

“Then let me do it.”

“No! Not happening.”

“Then say whatever you want. But if he doesn’t hear about it from you today, he’ll hear about it tomorrow from someone else. Jimmy and Bill are gonna spread this far and wide.”

Tana bit her lip. “Fake dating. That’s it. For now. Okay? I’m not jumping out of a relationship with the guy I’ve been with since I was seventeen to jump into something new with you the same day.”

“Seventeen? Damn, girl. How old are you now?”

“How old are you, Big Daddy Mick?” She couldn’t help herself.

“Honey, when you say it like that … fuck. Fake for how long? Because you … you’re it for me, Tana. You’ll see. I’ll wait. We’ll make it good for the press. Boost your career to the moon. But, sweetheart, you’d better know I’m in this for real.”

“Keep it in your pants for the whole tour, and then we’ll talk about it.”

Heat blazed from his blue eyes. “You’re insane if you think …”

“You just said you’d wait,” she said with a sweet smile.

“You’re gonna fucking kill me, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know, Mick. But some restraint might do you good. How long’s it been since you had to wait for more than a few hours to get inside a woman you wanted?”

His nostrils flared, and Tana wondered where this boldness was coming from.

“You gonna let me get inside you, sweet thing? If I keep my hands off and pants zipped?”