name as the screaming became inaudible and the bar walls almost shook with the deafening noise. Logan grinned at his friend then turned back to the crowd and raised one fist in the air. He spotted Gina in the crowd, almost drowned out by the bobbing heads in front of her. Her thin frame was taller than the average woman and even some men, but the crowd still hid her well as people waved their arms and cheered.
“You guys have been great tonight! If anyone wants a CD, we will be selling them over there!” Logan pointed to a side table off the stage as he shouted into the microphone and then placed it back on the holder. He took off his guitar and sat it down, then high-fived his friends as they all congratulated each other on a great performance. Off stage and slightly to the side, Logan spotted Gina clearly waiting for him.
He saw the bright smile across her face and her green eyes were swimming with excitement causing a warmth to spread through him, feelings of arousal he didn’t even question as he winked at her. He turned back to his band mates as he put his guitar away in its case and registered a surprised look on their faces.
“Did you just fucking wink at the chick you were banging in the alley?” Rock started and Dylan pointed at Rock as if to agree with his question. Charlie just smiled at Logan, with a cocky look on his face.
“Our little Logan is falling in love.” Charlie teased him, smacking him on the back. Logan pushed him away and raised his chin up in the air, sticking out his chest in defense.
“What the fuck are you guys talking about? Keep your loud ass opinions to yourself. It’s just a one night kind of thing, maybe.” Logan scoffed at them as he put his guitar case with the other cased items to go to the van.
“Yeah, sure thing, lover boy.” Dylan chuckled as he worked on disassembling his guitar. Logan rolled his eyes at them and stalked off stage, irritated. They had no idea what they were talking about .
Or did they? Why the fuck did I wink at her? Logan thought to himself.
CHAPTER FOUR
“I told you that you could do better.” Gina grinned at him, leaning against the wall at the end of the stairs off the stage. Her legs were crossed and propping her up against the wall, showing her long silky skin traveling up to the hem of her short skirt. Her arms were folded across her chest in a way that highlighted her breasts, pressing up against the low cut top. He slowed down on the last few steps as he approached her, feeling wary of this woman who was causing changes in him he didn’t even know about yet.
Her black hair was swept around to one side of her neck, showing off the neon colored highlights that hid beneath. He noticed a small red mark on her neck and felt a stirring inside as he remembered putting it there. He reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at her squarely, putting one hand on the wall next to her head as he leaned closer.
“You like to be right, don’t you?” He grinned, slightly conceding. The first time he had actually said something to her that wasn’t full of hostility. Her eyes lit up at the invitation and she quickly looked away, placing her hands down, fiddling with her skirt.
“Everyone likes things that they are good at.” She looked back up into his stormy eyes and grinned, taunting him. He leaned closer to her, smelling the perfume she wore, and brushing his lips against her cheek.
“Damn it, Gina, what are you doing to me?” He groaned softly in her ear, she smiled and turned to look at him, their faces inches apart.
“Come on, you need to meet someone!” She kissed him softly on the cheek and took his large hand, pulling him away from the stage and into the crowd. He remembered that she had been talking to someone earlier in the show, but he didn’t have time to meet her friends right now. He had to find the talent scout which he had yet