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their success ending soon.
    The way Slade moves under the lights, the way he moves his ass to the music—his music, it’s the same way he moves when he’s fucking me. God, I could watch this all day.
    But if this show doesn’t end soon I might just come from watching his hips thrust. The way he screams into the crowd pulling them into the music—so hot.
    Karsen taps me on the arm, pulling me out of my sexual fantasy. “I got the baby to sleep. Did I mention how good this feels to be doing something adult?”
    “Only about every five minutes,” I shout over the music.
    She shrugs and we both shake it to the music. “I wore a good bra!”
    I laugh at her. “I dare you to flash Kidd.”
    Karsen scrunches her nose as if contemplating for once in her life about her bad choices and then yanks her top up yelling for kid.
    Kidd keeps on playing the guitar but he looks offstage and grins at her. He’s happy to see his wife’s tits.
    To think that the gorgeous man on stage inciting the crowd into pandemonium, making woman crazy is mine. It’s a girl’s dream come true.
    “Thank you. You guys fucking rock,” Slade tells the crowd. He jumps down from the speaker and exits the stage. They wrap up their set and I wait offstage for Slade to plant a kiss on my lips. He’s sweaty and has the biggest smile on his face. The kind he gets when he did something bad ass.
    “That was amazing,” I tell him.
    He nods and pulls me in, crushing his lips into mine. He grabs the back of my head and presses his body against mine. And when he breaks away he looks at Karsen and shakes his head. “Please stop flashing your tits. I do not want to see them.”
    Karsen rolls her eyes. “I was showing Kidd.”
    Oz throws an arm around Slade and laughs. “I have to agree. That’s as bad as Erica flashing her shit. Save it for the bedroom.”
    For once guys aren’t dying to see her goodies.

Skills and Thrills
    “Is it bad I am slightly threatened by little miss red lips?” Karsen stares down at her boobs and sighs. “I mean, she isn’t carrying around milk jugs. And she looks like she doesn’t have a hair out of place even when she rolls out of bed.”
    She should worry about other things—like the baby or how amazing the band is doing right now.
    I can’t get over how many people are at this show. This is the big time. Henry Park is a fucking sneeze compared to right now.
    “Did I mention I am so grateful to Erica for becoming our built in nanny?”
    I shake my head because I could have never imagined Erica giving up fan girling for babysitting but she did. She’s good at it too. I wonder if I will be that good.
    I push the thought aside and focus on the smoke and flashing lights. Slade is about to do his song. He steps forward ripping his shirt over his head and throws it into the crowd. The crowd goes wild. Girls scream and clap. And a small fight breaks out over his sweaty t-shirt.
    I sway along to the music taken hostage by his voice. Part of me wants to run on stage and squeeze him. But I wait because I know afterwards he is all mine.
    The guitars take over and Slade turns around looking for me. He grins and wipes sweat from his forehead. His tattoos glisten against the flames and lights—it’s sexy.
    He touches the spot on his chest right where his heart is—it’s sweet. I smile.
    ***
    “That was amazing guys,” April says interrupting our relaxation session in the bands room. The guys are worn out. All I can think about is getting to a bed so I can close my eyes and steal a few hours of sleep.
    “Thanks. I think we might grab a hotel for the night,” Kidd announces standing up, he takes the baby from Karsen. “It's hard for Xavier to sleep on the bus.”
    Oz nods. “And it’s hard for me to bring groupies back with my nephew on the bus.”
    April pulls out her phone. “Before we get to sleeping and groupies, I have a few reporters outside dying to get a few questions answered for the papers tomorrow.”
    I sigh.