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decides.”
The dyed blonde threw her hand s in the air, her affront at Jase’s stance obvious. “Political bullshit.”
“She’s my baby sister. What’d you expect?”
“For the record, that’s a no , Tab.” Sam gave their agent a victorious grin. “Two votes against one.”
“ I vote for it.” Keys launched his arm upward into the air like they were in school.
“ Two to two.” Tab mocked with a grin of her own. “That leaves the deciding vote with Fang.”
Heath would have little problem pretending Sam was his girlfriend. After she showed her interest toward him in the store—because he knew real attraction when he saw it and didn’t believe that crap about only flirting with him—he kept wondering why they couldn’t give a relationship a go. Dangerous thoughts, but they wouldn’t vacate his brain.
What he couldn ’t determine was the purpose behind the advocated charade. “What’s the endgame, Tab?”
“ Money.” The woman made a face that called him all kinds of a fool if he thought there was any other endgame. “I’m always about the money.”
“ What’s Sam’s particular role in this smokescreen?” Sam wouldn’t look him in the eye, and that frustrated Heath.
“ Girlfriend duties—of course. She’ll become part of Hot Wired’s entertainment. I want her starting the night interacting with the fans and the band, engaging everyone, giving them the false sense they’re your buddies. That’s an exceptional talent of hers, so it shouldn’t be an issue. Interviews are important, and something she’ll have to put effort into or those bottom-feeders will know the romance is fake.” Yeah, Sam was good at making people feel comfortable. But that was one-on-one. When it came to the reporters, they were an issue for her. They pushed her buttons with a simple ‘hello’ and a flash of their insincere smiles. This suggestion had her smack-dab in the middle of the press limelight.
With a nod, Heath stood. “I want a word with Sam alone before I make a decision.”
Before anyone could object, h e caught her arm and noted her surprise as he led her out of the room.
A panic attack contended for control of her cognitive abilities. Air became her enemy and resisted entering her lungs fast enough so Sam gulped oxygen through her mouth.
Still didn’t help.
What have I gotten myself into? What have I gotten Heath into?
Scandals could be dealt with, a littl e lie here and a mistruth there. What Tab proposed not only incited band drama but also aided and abetted a host of other tribulations. One wrong move with Tab’s suggestion and relationships ended. Starting with Heath and Jase’s.
I caused this by flirting with Heath. This was so much worse than the bullshit trouble she got herself into with the law. This affected her family and possibly their careers.
Pinpoints of blackness dotted her vision.
“I need to sit.” And put my head between my legs so I can clear my mounting dread.
“I got ya, brat .” Heath wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her to a chair in the billiards room.
As she went into position with her head between her legs, Heath’s footsteps retreated. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, she realized her newest more imminent quandary… she was alone with Heath. Excitement buzzed across her senses and her ears began to tingle.
The tingling’s from lack of oxygen you imbecile, not because you’re isolated with him.
With her jumbled emotions all over the chart, clear thinking was a thing of the past. He wouldn’t touch her. They both realized their folly from earlier, and it wasn’t like he genuinely wanted to kiss her anyway. He’d said as much in the vehicle. He’d been led on by her flirtations. Heath was used to engaging women who hit on him, he’d just been reacting to her the way he did all women.
“Drink this.”
A glass half-full of liquor sparkled in her peripheral. She shook her head. Was he kidding? She was a lightweight when it came
The dyed blonde threw her hand s in the air, her affront at Jase’s stance obvious. “Political bullshit.”
“She’s my baby sister. What’d you expect?”
“For the record, that’s a no , Tab.” Sam gave their agent a victorious grin. “Two votes against one.”
“ I vote for it.” Keys launched his arm upward into the air like they were in school.
“ Two to two.” Tab mocked with a grin of her own. “That leaves the deciding vote with Fang.”
Heath would have little problem pretending Sam was his girlfriend. After she showed her interest toward him in the store—because he knew real attraction when he saw it and didn’t believe that crap about only flirting with him—he kept wondering why they couldn’t give a relationship a go. Dangerous thoughts, but they wouldn’t vacate his brain.
What he couldn ’t determine was the purpose behind the advocated charade. “What’s the endgame, Tab?”
“ Money.” The woman made a face that called him all kinds of a fool if he thought there was any other endgame. “I’m always about the money.”
“ What’s Sam’s particular role in this smokescreen?” Sam wouldn’t look him in the eye, and that frustrated Heath.
“ Girlfriend duties—of course. She’ll become part of Hot Wired’s entertainment. I want her starting the night interacting with the fans and the band, engaging everyone, giving them the false sense they’re your buddies. That’s an exceptional talent of hers, so it shouldn’t be an issue. Interviews are important, and something she’ll have to put effort into or those bottom-feeders will know the romance is fake.” Yeah, Sam was good at making people feel comfortable. But that was one-on-one. When it came to the reporters, they were an issue for her. They pushed her buttons with a simple ‘hello’ and a flash of their insincere smiles. This suggestion had her smack-dab in the middle of the press limelight.
With a nod, Heath stood. “I want a word with Sam alone before I make a decision.”
Before anyone could object, h e caught her arm and noted her surprise as he led her out of the room.
A panic attack contended for control of her cognitive abilities. Air became her enemy and resisted entering her lungs fast enough so Sam gulped oxygen through her mouth.
Still didn’t help.
What have I gotten myself into? What have I gotten Heath into?
Scandals could be dealt with, a littl e lie here and a mistruth there. What Tab proposed not only incited band drama but also aided and abetted a host of other tribulations. One wrong move with Tab’s suggestion and relationships ended. Starting with Heath and Jase’s.
I caused this by flirting with Heath. This was so much worse than the bullshit trouble she got herself into with the law. This affected her family and possibly their careers.
Pinpoints of blackness dotted her vision.
“I need to sit.” And put my head between my legs so I can clear my mounting dread.
“I got ya, brat .” Heath wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her to a chair in the billiards room.
As she went into position with her head between her legs, Heath’s footsteps retreated. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, she realized her newest more imminent quandary… she was alone with Heath. Excitement buzzed across her senses and her ears began to tingle.
The tingling’s from lack of oxygen you imbecile, not because you’re isolated with him.
With her jumbled emotions all over the chart, clear thinking was a thing of the past. He wouldn’t touch her. They both realized their folly from earlier, and it wasn’t like he genuinely wanted to kiss her anyway. He’d said as much in the vehicle. He’d been led on by her flirtations. Heath was used to engaging women who hit on him, he’d just been reacting to her the way he did all women.
“Drink this.”
A glass half-full of liquor sparkled in her peripheral. She shook her head. Was he kidding? She was a lightweight when it came
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