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murmured before snuggling deeper into the pillow.
    He watched her sleep while finishing his smoke. They’d only been together about three months before he’d asked her to marry him. She was a rare jewel that he didn’t want to lose. He didn’t waste time making her his. From the day they met, he knew he had to have her. He thought back to that day with a reminiscent smile.
     
    On a beautiful morning in early May, he had been getting ready for another show from their latest tour. A group of women caught his eye so he asked one of the bouncers to invite them backstage.
    Hatch looked up from signing and spotted Flame near the back. She was staring at him with sultry eyes and had a mane of lustrous gold hair he longed to bury his hands in while taking her hard. Her killer body with legs that never quit sparked an intense ache in his groin. Instantly he became attracted to her. Once she and her friends were ushered to the front of the excited gathering, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
    He towered over her petite frame and smiled. “Would you like an autograph?”
    She shrugged with a casual smile. “If you want to give me one.”
    He recalled the moment that set Flame apart from the crowd. Despite the flurry of activity around them and fans clambering to get close, she looked up at him and had spoken very softly.
    “Would you be kind enough to take your sunglasses off?” she had politely asked with sincere deep blue eyes. “I’d like to look into your eyes.”
    Fascinated by her request, he stared back at her for a brief moment. Then he honored her by removing his shades.
    “Oh my,” she’d said breathlessly, her words audible only to Hatch. “You are gorgeous, like my friends said.”
    Taken aback by her candor, he felt something ignite inside. He knew right then he needed to know more about her. She exhibited genuine warmth that his life severely lacked at the time. Checking his watch, he’d glanced around before suggesting they take a walk. She responded with a consenting nod. He casually draped an arm around her as he led her down the corridor to his dressing room.
    Flint, the security guard stood by the door. Hatch told him to guard it, as he wanted no interruptions. Flint nodded to his friend—he had received those instructions many times before, but not recently.
    Once Hatch had Flame inside his room, he relaxed a bit, leaning back against a sofa with his feet braced apart on the floor. His discerning eyes looked her over. She looked luscious in her black leather skirt and sleeveless vest. Her sexy cleavage was slightly visible from the zippered front.
    “What’s your name, baby?”
    “Flame,” she replied with a smile that set him ablaze. She was as hot as her name.
    “Well, Flame, my love,” he began with a slight grin. “I don’t have the luxury of time ‘ere, babe, but I sure would enjoy your company right now,” he told her, hoping she would get his drift.
    She stepped up to him so that she was standing between his outstretched legs. Her arms slid up around his neck in a gentle embrace. Hatch stood still. He was curious as to what she would do. He thought she was going to kiss him when she leaned in close. Light, distinctive perfume flooded his senses. Her eyes held his in one of the most intense gazes he’d ever engaged in. He found himself lost in those pools of sapphire blue. A hunger in her eyes riveted him.
    “You’re the man,” she whispered. “Lead the way.”
    Her words blew his mind. His ego surged as he offered her a grateful smile. She returned his smile with a sweet one of her own from those pouty lips glossed in light pink. He had to have her. He pulled her against him with his legs, wrapping himself around her like he’d never let her go. He made wild, animal love to her right there on that dressing room sofa and she gave him one hell of a hot ride in return. The woman did not hold back. After slaking his lust with her sweetness, he regretfully had to leave her