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the balls of his feet to get a
look at the bottom half, but some guy blocked his view.
    He let his gaze slide back to her pretty face with those
pink cheeks and glossy lips until finally her eyes snagged him. God, how he
wanted her. Their kiss had turned him inside out and he couldn’t get the taste
of her out of his head.
    Gigi grinned and then broke their stare to turn and wave to
the crowd as they clapped and called her name. He got a long look at her back
and his cock twitched as he noted the way the silky material caressed her plump
ass. Shit, he was onstage in front of thousands of people, it was so not the
time to sport a woody.
    Behind him, Rex broke the spell as he led off with a four
count then let loose with a familiar roll. Beau snapped his eyes closed and let
the music ground him. That was better. He and Gigi were DOA. She didn’t want a
man in her life and there was no point in daydreaming about what he couldn’t
have.
    For the next forty-five minutes, he managed to only look at
her twice. Both times it was a mistake. The guy in front of her had moved away
and his view of her was unobstructed. Her arms were high in the air as she
swayed to the beat. The movement jacked her dress up to mid-thigh and he nearly
fell off the stage trying to get a closer look.
    The second time she had pressed her way to the stage and he
looked down at her, only to get an eyeful of the most spectacular cleavage he’d
ever seen. It didn’t help his situation at all. Lucky for him, it was the last
song, and a few minutes later the band was back in their dressing room.
    Some of the crew was already there, sipping bottled water or
beer, waiting for the people with passes to come back, take pictures and chat
with the band.
    “Good show, guys,” Quinn said, still panting from her
onstage antics.
    “You’re going to need to stop hopping around soon, love.
Stresses me out,” Rex said. His tone was light, but the worry beneath was
evident.
    “The doctor said I’m doing everything right, babe. I’m
listening to my body and when it tells me to slow down, I will.”
    Rex pulled her close for a hug, then met Beau’s gaze over
her head. “You okay, man? You were acting…weird.”
    Quinn struggled in Rex’s arms until he released her, the she
turned to face Beau. “Yeah, Beau. What’s up?”
    The innocent expression on her face was so out of character,
the suspicions he’d held regarding the catalyst for Gigi’s new, edgier look
solidified.
    “So it was you.”
    Rex and Tai both turned to stare at Quinn. She puffed up
like a biscuit in the oven and nodded. “She looks awesome, right?”
    “Wait, you did that to Gigi? When?” Rex asked.
    “This afternoon, when you and Tai were shopping at
MusicMax.”
    “She looks great,” Tai said with a low whistle, holding up a
hand for Quinn to high-five.
    She obliged him but kept her eyes on Beau. “What did you think?”
    “I thought she was pretty before.” He hadn’t realized that
was true until he’d said it. He did like being able to see more of her, but if
she walked around in her apron and jeans with her hair up every day from this
point forward, he was pretty sure he’d be just as hard-up for her. Not that it
mattered any. Still, what was Quinn playing at?
    She gave him an assessing look before a wide grin split her
face. “She was. I just wasn’t sure if you noticed.”
    “Hey, guys.”
    They all swung their gazes to the doorway. Gigi hovered
there, her cheeks lit up like the tip of Rudolph’s nose. How much had she
heard?
    “Did you like the show?” Quinn asked, drawing her into the
room.
    “Yeah, you were all great.” She was talking to Quinn but her
gaze never left his. She shifted from foot to foot and offered him a shaky
smile. The delicate scent of her perfume crept up on him, and he resisted the
urge to bury his face in her neck.
    “Thanks. You want a beer or something?” he asked.
    “No thanks. If you have a minute, can I talk to you? Alone.”
    Okay,