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herself moving stealthily down the hallway. As painful as it was to admit, she had to ensure the noises weren’t coming from a certain drummer’s room. Only then could she sleep soundly.
    After pressing her ear against Andy’s door for a long minute, Alice felt like an idiot. The noises were obviously coming from farther down the hall. Probably Derrick’s room. He’d been walking with his arms around two bleached-blonde groupies. She was so stupid. She smiled and headed for her room, positive she would sleep like a baby.
    But to Alice’s horror, the door wouldn’t open. She pulled the knob again and again, cursing under her breath. She really was stupid. The door had automatically locked with the keycard inside. To make matters worse, she was wearing practically nothing on the top floor of a busy Chicago hotel.
    Swallowing her pride, Alice banged on Rich’s door before she ran into anyone in the hallway. He could dress and get another keycard from the front desk.
    No answer.
    Alice banged again, this time louder. Again and again. Still nothing. Shit, he’s probably passed out drunk, she realized morosely as she leaned against the wall, weighing her options.
    The screams seemed to be coming from more than one room now. Alice couldn’t risk knocking on Derrick’s or Paul’s or Aaron’s doors. With the way she was dressed, they would only assume she wanted to join their orgy. There was only one choice left.
    And his name was Andy Steele.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Vowing to punch Derrick and Paul and Aaron in their stupid faces come morning, Andy tore a path through the plush red carpet. He’d hoped to get a good night’s sleep in a comfortable bed, but his fellow band members were in possession of some of the loudest groupies yet. And listening to others having sex only served as a cold reminder of his loneliness.
    The high of the concert performance had faded away to be replaced by irritation. He felt like a caged animal, ready to attack at the slightest provocation. Madison was completely absent from his thoughts, but another woman had replaced her with a vengeance.
    Alice Grove. Sweet, outspoken, crazy Alice. The Alice he’d known his whole life. The Alice he’d lusted after once her body and heart had become that of a woman. If only she were here. He grabbed a cold beer from the minibar and chugged it halfway down. He took a deep breath and stood at the window, gazing across the bright, busy city. Alice was here. He needed her. He wanted her. By God, he would have her—soon.
    Just as Andy’s frustration cooled and his confidence resurfaced, a knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts. Figuring Derrick was out of booze or condoms, Andy made for the door. Without bothering to look through the peephole, he swung it open, lips poised to curse at his friend.
    Except it wasn’t Derrick. Or Paul. Or Aaron. Or Rich.
    It was Alice. And the silky getup she wore left little to the imagination. His heart pounded and desire stirred deep in his loins. His gaze roamed over the sweet curves of her body before meeting her pleading eyes. He pushed his carnal urges down when he realized something was wrong. She was visibly upset.
    “I need help.”
    “What is it?” Andy hoped she was okay. Alice wasn’t the kind of girl to go parading around a hotel floor wearing something like that . Not that he minded at the moment—but still.
    “I’m locked out of my room but I can’t go downstairs like this .” Alice looked down and her cheeks flushed pink. Her fluid brown hair fell like a curtain framing her face, as if she were attempting to hide her shame.
    “Get in here.” Andy moved aside. He shut the door and turned, feeling his cock shift again at the sight of Alice’s firm breasts. Her nipples pressed against the silk, begging to be pinched and sucked.
    “I accidently walked out and let the door close.” She stood awkwardly in the center of the room.
    “You accidently walked out?” The sternness