emblazoned on the front. The skirt, a black and white hi-low, was connected to the top by a studded belt. He’d also left behind a red leather jacket. The sleeves stopped just below my elbow, but were loose enough that I could push them up if I got hot.
After doing my makeup and styling my hair into messy curls, I completed the ensemble with my favorite black heels and one of Becca’s leather bracelets. For good measure, I tossed in a pair of hoop earrings and slid on my shades. I never would have seen myself on the arm of a rock god, but I definitely looked the part, that was for sure.
“Damn, chick,” Becca said, stepping back to admire me in the dress as I twirled around to show off the outfit. “He’s not going to be able to keep his hands off of you tonight.”
I smacked her shoulder, but I was grinning from ear to ear. I did look pretty hot.
Jace confirmed both mine and Becca’s theories when he stepped through the door to our dorm. For a moment, he just stood there, staring at me, as if he’d never seen me before. “Holy hell... maybe I went a little too sexy,” he finally said, smirking.
I looked down at the dress and realized that there was quite a bit of thigh showing. “I can change,” I offered, but I didn’t make it even a single step before he had his arms around me.
“Not a chance in hell I’m letting you out of that thing,” he whispered gruffly against my mouth. “Until I take it off, that is.”
“Uh, roommate here.” Becca said.
We both turned to find her with her finger down her throat, eyes rolling so far back in her head, they were bound to fall out.
“Whatever, miss, give me all the details,” I shot back.
Jace raised a questioning eyebrow at me. I only gave a shrug in response but I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
“Well, come on, love birds,” Becca said, already opening the door. “It’s an hour’s drive and I want a good seat.”
“A good seat?” Jace asked, following behind Becca, intertwining his fingers with mine and then pulling my hand so that I was walking beside him down the hallway. “You’re going backstage.”
Becca damn near fell down the stairs before turning around to face us, her face pulled long with shock and excitement. “What?! Seriously?! As in, backstage, backstage?” she screeched, those green eyes of hers sparkling like the North Star. I was pretty sure my expression perfectly mirrored hers.
“Yes, Becks backstage, backstage,” Jace said, chuckling and squeezing my hand.
“Ohmygod!” Becca squealed as she ran, full-speed at Jace. She damn near knocked him over when she threw her arms around him. “You are fucking amazing. I—Can you introduce me to the drummer? Can I take drinks back there? How close will we be?”
“Questions will be taken during the drive,” Jace said, laughing as he peeled Becca off of him and then patted her on the head as if she were a child. His expression didn’t give any indication of being off-put by my friend’s odd behavior, and for that, I was grateful.
“Oh, I’ll definitely be asking lots of them,” Becca said with a wink before sprinting down the stairs at lightening speed.
Jace and I both laughed after her, but the truth was, I was probably just as excited as she was. Not only would I avoid any crazy fans or mishaps like the last time I’d gone to one of his concerts, I’d get to watch him playing, up close and personal. Just the mere thought had my stomach buzzing with excitement.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sitting in the parking lot outside the “little bar,” I felt the buzzing of angry demon butterflies in my stomach. I’d been fine for the first part of the drive, especially with Jace’s hand on my bare thigh. But now, here we were, in the parking lot of a building that had to be at least as big as a football stadium.
“I thought you said this place was little,” I squeaked out, leaning forward to look out the windshield. I couldn’t even see the top of the damn