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surrounded by at least twenty fans—all women, all trying to get a hand—or two—on him.
    “If they knew what he was really like, they wouldn’t chase him like that,” someone said in her ear.
    Toni turned to find herself staring into Logan’s stunning blue eyes.
    “I find that hard to believe,” she said.
    Logan grinned and shrugged. “Believe what you want. He’s a complete control freak.”
    “And that’s a bad thing?” She was a bit of a control freak as well. Toni liked things orderly and neat, but Birdie could scarcely function without a smooth routine. Toni fleetingly wondered how her mother was coping with Birdie on her own.
    “It is if it gets in the way of my good time.”
    Logan’s smile made her toes curl inside her boots. Why was he looking at her like that? Was he trying to set her panties on fire? If they hadn’t already been damp, she was sure they would have ignited by now.
    “Logan!” some woman yelled from the crowd. “Logan! Logan! Over here.”
    “Excuse me, sweetheart,” he said and turned just in time to catch the pink-haired woman who launched herself into his arms.
    “Why haven’t you called me?” she asked, kissing him. Or trying to.
    Logan jerked his head to the side so that her mouth landed on his jaw. “Uh . . .”
    “He lost your number,” Steve said and chuckled.
    “You did?” She pouted.
    “Yeah, I guess.”
    “But I programmed it into your phone.”
    “When was that?” Logan carefully set her on her feet and put several inches between them.
    “Last year after MetalFest.”
    With a wide smile that made his already handsome face even more gorgeous, Logan nodded. “Oh yeah, MetalFest. Victoria?” He lifted both eyebrows hopefully.
    She scowled and shook her head.
    His eyebrows scrunched together. “Veronica?”
    “No. You don’t remember me?”
    Steve slapped him on the back. “Of course he remembers you. And the six other women he banged that night.”
    Logan’s eyes widened, and he stared directly at Toni. He shook his head, his eyes rolling upward. I didn’t sleep with seven women , he mouthed, as if the very idea was preposterous. He lifted a hand and splayed his fingers. “Five, tops,” he said.
    “You bastard!” Victoria-Veronica-whoever screeched. “You had no intention of calling me, did you?”
    Steve wrapped his arm around Logan’s shoulders and tugged him against his side. Toni snapped a picture, loving the way they were both grinning indulgently. A moment of connection. Brotherhood. She hoped the shot came out clear. It would make a great addition to the book. Damn, she wished she had her Nikon with her.
    “Logan always has good intentions,” Steve said.
    “Thank you,” Logan said, and he patted Steve in the center of his bare chest.
    “He just never carries through with them,” Steve added.
    Steve winced and released Logan to rub his ribs where he’d received a sharp elbow for his barb. Logan moved to stand behind Toni and turned her to face Steve, who was already coming after Logan with clenched fists.
    “You wouldn’t hit a female human shield with glasses, would you?”
    “We have to get going, guys!” Butch roared over the crowd. “We’ll be off schedule.”
    “If it were legal, I think the dude would marry that schedule,” Logan said as he released Toni and turned toward the bus.
    “And have children with it.” Steve crinkled his nose in disgust and fell into step with him.
    “Even at risk of paper cuts?” Toni asked, scrambling after the pair.
    Both men winced and shuddered.
    The band members worked at talking their way out of the crowd, signing a few final autographs and saying their goodbyes. Toni was bummed that she hadn’t gotten anything on Max. He was the front man, the leader of the group—she assumed. The heart and soul of the band—she assumed. There had to be a reason women swarmed him like ants on a lollipop. Yes, he was gorgeous. Yes, he was tall and built. Yes, his short, trendy hairstyle was