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but I don’t want it ending up in my bed if Ben decides to get revenge.
    I open the curtain to my bunk, inviting her entry first. I scan her body as she climbs in, not even sorry that I checked out the panties she was wearing underneath her skirt. I’m pretty sure she expected me to, based on the indelicate way she crawled in. I catch Peron’s eye just as I pull the smoke-stained fabric back in place to hide our activities. He doesn’t look disappointed in me; he looks sad for me.
    Fuck, Peron.
    Julia puts her hand on my shoulder, laying me flat against my bed and crawling on top of me. “Ever done it on a tour bus?” she asks me as she straddles my legs and moves against my quickly-growing erection very slowly. I hold her hips still as she swings her long hair to one side and presses her lips to my cheek.
    “I can’t say that I have. The band van, yes… but not a tour bus.”
    “That makes two of us,” she says.
    “Wait,” I tease, moving my hands up her shirt and holding her just below her breasts, “you’ve had sex in our band van, too? With whom?”
    She laughs lightly, moving my hands up for me and resuming the motion of her lower body. All of my muscles relax into the bed as we start to kiss deeply. She undoes my shorts, and I make a little noise to get her attention. She looks at me, her face still close to mine.
    I smile at her, quirking a brow. It’s a sexy smile. When I was a teenager, I’d perfected the look in the mirror. Now, it’s second nature. She laughs and blushes. I know this one look gets women every time. “Hey,” I whisper to her.
    “Hey,” she whispers back.
    “Can I ask you a couple questions before we do this?”
    “Sure,” she says.
    “When’s the last time you were with someone… like this?”
    “Like, a one-night stand?”
    I shake my head. “Not necessarily, no.”
    “Oh… three weeks ago.”
    “Cool…” I do the look again. She moves in for another kiss.
    “Was that it?”
    “Almost,” I say, kissing her neck before I ask the next question. “When was the last time you were tested?” I move away a little to see her reaction. Girls react in all kinds of ways when I ask, but it’s practical, and nine times out of ten, if they’re even half-sane, we get past it just fine.
    “Ummm…” Julia looks up, calculating the dates in her head. “Six months ago? I’m clean.”
    “Good. Two months. Me, too,” I tell her, kissing her again briefly so I can look into her eyes for the next question. “You ever go without a rubber?”
    She diverts her eyes for a split second, but it’s enough to give me the honest answer I want. “I mean… no. I don’t think so. No… but if you want to, I’m on the pill.”
    I hate it when that’s the answer. The lie of saying ‘no’ when I know they have is one thing. The suggestion of making that exception for me is actually off-putting. Like I’m the only guy she’d make that exception for. Every time I’m propositioned like this, I have to find a polite way to back out of everything we’re doing.
    I don’t mind, though. It’s the reason I ask in the manner I do… in a way, I am setting them up for that, because it could be interpreted as an invitation from me. I have to protect myself first and foremost.
    “As tempting as that sounds, Julia, I wouldn’t want to take any unnecessary risks.” In the confined space we have, I cautiously turn over so she’s on her back and I’m on top of her. I figure I can still give her something she wants without going all the way. I move her skirt up and finish taking off my shorts, leaving my boxers in place. When her fingers wrap around the waistband, I take her hands in one of mine and pin them over her head with it. With my other hand, I adjust her shirt so I can see her bra to unfasten it, touching and kissing her freely. With her quickened breathing and moans, I know she’s enjoying it.
    Moving her legs apart with mine, I drag my body against hers slowly, pressing