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thought had never appealed to him, until the driving need to fuck had come
roaring back with the baffling appearance of Christa Reilly last night. Sure,
there had been a few affairs over the past ten years, but they were fleeting and
unfulfilling. He had serious trust issues. So far no woman had managed to
surmount them. Grueling workouts, a nimble right hand and some good
old-fashioned porn had gotten him through the rest of the time.
    Then Christa showed up, and ever since, despite his roiling
emotions, he was a walking hard-on. When he wasn’t jerking off thinking about
her, he was picturing fucking her. Hell, he even fucked her in his dreams. The
softness of her skin, the sweetness of her breath, those lean, supple thighs.
Her very essence surrounded him like an intangible mist. He literally could not
escape it. Maybe a nice hard lay would do the trick.
    He gazed down at the woman on his arm and nodded. “Yeah, I’m
thinking a beer sounds really good right now.”
    She beamed at him. “Awesome. We’ll see you there. My friend
Maya will be with me too. My name’s Anya, by the way. Don’t forget it.” She
leaned into him, pressing her impressive rack against his chest. “Or me.” She
bounced up to her tiptoes and bussed him lightly on the mouth before rushing
off to find her friend.
    Beau let out a low whistle. “She’s a looker, Tai. Don’t let
me down, bro.”
    Gigi elbowed him in the ribs and he grunted.
    “Hey, I’m not saying I like looking at her, I just
want to see my man get some action. Girl, you know I got all the action I can
handle,” he murmured and bent low to kiss her.
    The hand that had started off pushing him away suddenly
curled into his shirt as she melted into him. Tai looked away. The biggest part
of him was happy for his two friends. They made such a great couple, and were
obviously madly in love. But a small, bitter piece of him, lodged in the place
where his heart had been, wanted to punch something. He would never have what
Gigi and Beau had because Christa had broken something inside of him. And the
woman with the power to fix it just didn’t exist. Period, end of story.
    When Beau finally came up for air, he called over to Quinn
and Rex who were chatting with the crew about lighting for the next show.
    “You two lame-o’s coming with us or what?”
    “We’re going to check and see if the baby is awake first. If
not, we’ll swing by for one beer.”
    Quinn rolled her eyes. “ If she’s awake? Babe, you go
in and rub her back until she wakes up half the time.”
    “Wow. That’s a pretty harsh accusation,” Rex said, feigning
hurt.
    “But you’re not denying it because you know it’s the truth.”
    “Is it my fault she knows her daddy’s touch and wakes up
because she wants to spend some time with me?”
    Quinn shook her head and chuckled at her husband. If
Beau and Gigi were tough to watch, Rex, Quinn and baby Rosie were even worse.
They were everything Tai had ever wanted in a family growing up, and still
yearned for as a man. He couldn’t even conceive of having a father who would
forgo a beer so he could stand over his daughter’s crib just to be near her.
And Quinn was amazing. She’d been prepared to walk away from her dream, her
life’s work, if she hadn’t found the perfect nanny to bring on tour with them.
That’s exactly the kind of parent he would have been if he’d ever found the
right woman, but some things weren’t meant to be.
    Yeah, it was definitely time for that beer.

Chapter Four
     
    The toilet in the stall next to hers flushed for the eighth
time and Christa grimaced. She’d been hiding in the bathroom for the past
twenty minutes like some kind of fugitive because she couldn’t muster the guts
to go out there and risk Tai’s rejection. Again. The pain was still fresh from
the night before. She’d never forget that icy look in his eyes. Even now it
twisted her up inside. If she went out there and he looked at her like that
again it