Rockstar's Angel

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hope that Leo isn't still standing there. Boy would that be awkward!
     
    Maisy and Malcolm join us at the bar, thankfully Leo isn't in sight. I can't stop staring at Marcus and Malcolm. I've never been around twins and if I had, they definitely wouldn't have been this hot!
     
    They each buy us our drinks, and we spend some time laughing at the bar. While the guys are talking to the bar staff, Maisy and I share a look. You know the one I mean, the look that you share with a friend, and without words you know what the other is saying. This look says something like, hot damn we've bagged us some fucking hotties!
     
    Marcus hands me a second drink, wrapping his arm over my shoulder. "So, what are you girls out for tonight then?"
     
    "Just a fun night out."
     
    Maisy has to add. "I'm helping her get over someone."
     
    Marcus looks a little surprised. "Really?"  I just nod my head; I don't want to talk about Leo. I can already feel his eyes are back on me. Marcus leans down closer to me. "I can help you forget."
     
    He pulls back a little so we can look into each other’s eyes, our foreheads almost touching. He looks down to my mouth and I know he wants to kiss me. I move closer so our mouths touch. After the first kiss we spend quite a lot of our time kissing, rather than dancing. He's a good kisser, not as good as Leo, but I'm not supposed to be thinking about him right now. Marcus strokes my cheek, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear. "Let’s go and sit down."
     
    Before I can answer he has my hand in his, pulling me in the direction of the booths. As I trail behind him, making room through the crowd of dancers, I look at his wide back and smile to myself. I think tonight is turning out great. Marcus looks back at me, deciding to wrap an arm around my shoulders and whispering in my ear. "You are the sexiest girl here, and I'm fucking glad you're with me."
     
    I bite my lip and laugh, my laugh soon turning into a squeal when a hand wraps tightly around my arm from my other side and pulls me from Marcus' arms. I know from the tingling in my arm where he's touching me, and his scent, that it's Leo. He pulls me right into his hard chest. Marcus steps closer. "What the fuck man? She's with me."
     
    I feel Leo tense. "Like fuck she is!"
     
    They both frown at each other, Leo's grip starting to hurt. "Leo, let me go."
     
    As soon as he realizes how hard his grip is, he lets go. "Shit angel, I'm sorry."
     
    "Tanya?" Marcus sounds a little confused.
     
    "She's coming with me." Leo barks before I can talk.
     
    Marcus takes a step towards us. I hold my hands out so he doesn't come too close to Leo. From the hardness of Leo's tense body, and his drunken attitude, I know he'll attack Marcus. "Just let me talk to him, OK?"
     
    He scowls at Leo. "You know him?"
     
    "You fucking bet she knows me!"
     
    I turn and glare at Leo. "Just shut up!" I look back to Marcus. "Just give me ten minutes."
     
    He nods, walking away towards an empty booth when Leo shouts. "Don't bother waiting for her!"
     
    I push at his chest but he doesn't move at all. "Shut the fuck up!"
     
    He smiles down at me, stroking my cheek, in the same spot Marcus did earlier. It feels as if he 's wiping away Marcus. "I wanted to talk to you, angel."
     
    I take a step back from him. "I told you not to call me that."
     
    "Yeah, and I said I'd leave you alone, but can't  do that anymore."
     
    I frown at him and he mirrors my frown. He looks at the crowd around us, his frown deepening when his gaze settles on someone behind me, I'm guessing that someone is Marcus. "Look, this was great and all, but I need to get back to Marcus."
     
    "Marcus?"
     
    "Yeah, as in the guy I was with before you interrupted us."
     
    Immediately he's pulling me along, pushing past everyone as though he's on a mission. I try to release my wrist from his grip, but it's no use, he's got a firm hold on me. We walk right up to a door that reads Private. He opens it and we walk into

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