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think I’d better wait upstairs.’
    ‘You could help me dry my back.’ He turned, presenting her with a rear view, and held out the towel.
    ‘Um, I’m not sure I should do that.’
    What had ‘should’ to do with it? Fantasising wasn’t enough, Xane decided. He wanted to drown his sorrows with this girl. He wanted to know if she really was interested in him – Xane the person, not Xane the rock god. ‘My back doesn’t bite.’
    ‘The rest of you probably does.’
    True
. Nice that she realised it.
    ‘I think I’ll leave you to get dressed.’
    ‘I wasn’t planning to. It’s late.’
    She straightened up. A startled gaze replaced her glow of embarrassment. ‘Yes, of course. I’ve stayed too long.’ She patted her outfit, but appeared to have left her mobile upstairs, so she couldn’t check the time. ‘I ought to get off.’
    Yep, he’d definitely never met a fan like her before. And he knew it wasn’t lack of attraction holding her back, because she’d admitted the desire was there, and he could see it in her eyes anyway.
    ‘I’ll go fetch your duvet for you and then see myself out.’
    ‘Wait –’ too late, she’d already scampered off ‘– you’re welcome to stay.’ He probably sounded desperate, but … if she left now, he was doomed to a lonely night in hell, with nothing to distract him from mulling over Steve and Elspeth’s happy union, and the hole it had torn in his gut. If he could just manage to work his legendary charm, instead of acting like a prick around her, then …
    Urgh! He bent over the sink feeling nauseous. A swarm of insane hornets had taken up residence in his skull. OK, he just needed to lie down a minute.
    Xane flopped down on the bed and rolled onto his back.
    Two seconds, and then he’d find some slouch pants and talk to her. Maybe she’d even listen and believe him when he told her what a bunch of arseholes the rest of the band were.

Chapter 9
    ‘I brought you some water.’
    Xane lay spread-eagled across the centre of the bed when Dani returned with the duvet. He didn’t move to acknowledge her arrival. Just lay there exposed with – how had he put it? – all his assets on display. And pretty glorious assets they were too. Not just his … his male bits, but the rest of him, pierced nipples, washboard abs, the swirls of black ink tattooed across his right thigh and other parts, and his … his cock. OK, her attention kept focusing in that direction, but how was any red-blooded woman supposed to resist when their idol was laid out like a gift? Most would have their phones out by now, capturing pictures. Dani didn’t require a photographic reminder; Xane’s image was now burned into her brain alongside the memory of him kissing her.
    It didn’t matter that it hadn’t meant anything to him, because –
oh, my fucking God –
Xane Geist had kissed her.
    Nope, she corrected herself. He hadn’t just kissed her. He’d outright propositioned her, and even knowing he was a player –
hello, rock star
– and regardless of what he’d said when he’d first invited her into his place, she was still ready to let him break her heart.
    Dani bit her lip, trying to suppress the urge to molest him while he slept. She particularly wanted to follow that fascinating golden line of hairs that led down from his navel to the thicker bush around his cock. In fact, damn if she didn’t want to push her nose up against him and breathe in his scent too.
    What the hell was wrong with her, thinking lewd thoughts about a comatose man? Remain calm, Dani. Keep it together. You’ve played it cool so far.
    She tiptoed to the bedside and set down the drink she’d brought him. What a shame he hadn’t stayed awake to swallow it. He’d have a thumping headache in the morning.
    ‘Here.’ She tucked the duvet around his body. ‘You’ll get cold otherwise.’
    Xane didn’t respond.
    Maybe she ought to roll him into the recovery position, in case he was sick.
    No. She’d leave