Interlude (Rockstar #4)

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resist and she smells better than I remember.
    "Lucy," I whisper.
    The feel of her body against mine—incredible. She tucks in nicely to my chest, her arms wrapping around me.
    When she doesn't say anything, I lean back and lift a brow. "Really? Still no words?
    "Huh?" she says.
    "Again?" I ask with a smirk.
    Sera sighs. "She only gets like that around you."
    I give her a look of disbelief. No way. I'm nowhere near her league—not that I ever was. I'm just a rocker and she's… she's perfect.
    "Seriously," Sera tells me.
    "What's going on?" Ben asks.
    "Holy Mother of God," Lucy mutters under her breath.
    We all start laughing at her tone.
    "Um, sorry we touched your precious," she says, pointing to Ben's guitar.
    Ben chuckles. "Normally I'd want to break your fingers, but since you knew what you were doing and used her for good instead of evil, I'll say it's no problem."
    "What constitutes evil?"
    "Taylor Swift," he answers matter-of-factly.
    Lucy laughs and I smile.
    Ben nods. "Why are you two not in a band? You're fucking terrific."
    Lucy shrugs. "Long story."
    "They always are," Ben tells her.
    Cage walks up. "Well, I see you've already met."
    "Sort of," Sera says.
    Cage smiles. "I heard you both. I'm going to talk you out of that shitty acting and modeling and into music if it's the last thing I do."
    "We were just goofing around. It's been forever since we've done any serious playing," Sera tells him, handing Lucy a bottle of water.
    "Thanks." Lucy's voice is a bit hoarse, probably sore from not being used regularly then belting it out like she did.
    "It didn't sound like it. It sounded like you've been doing this forever," Xander says.
    I hand Lucy a peppermint Life Saver.
    "Helps," I tell her when she looks at me confused, then motioning to her throat.
    She nods and grins. "Thanks."
    "Cage, dude, Jesse's met these hotties before," Xander says with a grin.
    "Is that right?" Cage answers and I can't help but wonder why Cage is acting as if he doesn't already know this.
    Lucy nods. "A lifetime ago."
    I frown, not liking the way that sounds. "It hasn't been that long."
    "It has. I was untainted by the wicked ways of Hollywood."
    "Not true, Luce. You'd acted before," Sera interrupts.
    "Those were shit parts and that doesn't count."
    "It all counts in Hollywood, darling," Ben says.
    "So you're all tainted now, huh?" I ask, not liking the way that sounds either.
    She just shrugs as Spenser comes flitting up. "Damn you Luciana Antonia Russo."
    "Oh, now you've done it. He three-named you," Ethan teases.
    Lucy sends him a scared look and he chuckles.
    "It's not that bad, Spense," she tries placating.
    "Woman, you don't have a mirror and I have my eyes right on you. You've chewed off your Stalker Red lipstick."
    I laugh, I can't help it. Stalker Red.
    Her jaw drops. "Is it seriously called Stalker Red?"
    Spenser rolls his eyes then cuts a glance to me. "No, but that would have fit with her girlie crush on you, right?"
    Lucy gasps and I chuckle. So, she still has a crush on me. It's a start.
    Spenser waves his hand. "It's really called Make Out Red."
    Lucy just blinks. I start to tell her I'd definitely make out with her, red or no red lipstick, but she points at me and I close my mouth.
    "Not a word," she scolds.
    I just laugh, as do the rest of the guys.
    "I'm not sure which is worse," she mutters as Spenser dabs and blots.
    "Stalker, definitely stalker," Spenser says with a shudder. "Yours isn't so bad. Sera's is called Smitten Lovey Dovey."
    Lucy smirks and Sera rolls her eyes.
    "I don't care what it's called, let's just fix it so we can get started," Cage says with a laugh.
    "Spense, I love you," Lucy says, leaning in to hug him. Spenser cuts her off mid motion with an index finger to the middle of her forehead.
    "No."
    "I just wanted to hug you." She pouts.
    "No. You'll mess up what we," he says, pointing to him and Simone and Carmen, "just fixed after you and Serafina Rosalie Manzini decided to play rockstar."
    "Hey," she

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