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gave me."
"I'm not complaining." He made a show of letting his eyes wander the length of her body, enjoying her embarrassment. "I prefer it this way in fact."
Cocking her head to the side, she raised a brow at him. "That so?"
"That's affirmative." Walking over to the bed, he sat down beside her. "Listen, I have to go to a bunch of interviews. I'd like to blow it off, but Jeremy is blowing them off to spend the day with Jackie, so I have to be the responsible one and go."
"Oh, so Jackie is spending the day with Jeremy?"
"Yeah, they said to text them when you're up and you can join them if you like."
Hanna crinkled her nose up and shook her head. "I think I'll be fine on my own."
"Okay. I had someone go to the hotel and get your things. They should be here within an hour."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I don't have to be on the road until tomorrow afternoon so was hoping you'd spend the night here after the concert." He waited on baited breath. He knew he was being presumptuous, but considering the chemistry they had between them, he hoped she wouldn't object. He'd been doing some calculations in his head that morning and knew that after that evening it would be a couple of weeks before he'd have a chance to see her again.
She chewed at her lower lip, and smiled. "I'd like that."
"Good." He leaned over to kiss her, but she cringed and edged away from him, pressing her lips into a firm line. What the hell? "Ummm."
"Morning breath." she admitted, lowering her eyes.
"I've never had a girl reject me with that excuse before."
"It's not an excuse!"
"I'll risk it." Leaning forward, he lowered his lips to hers. This time, she didn't back away, but she wasn't nearly as responsive as she was the previous night.
Laughing, he straightened back up. "You'll owe me a kiss when I get back. Make yourself at home while I'm gone."
*****
After showering, brushing her teeth with a spare toothbrush in Bo's bathroom cabinet and getting dressed in a pair of Bo's jogging pants and t-shirt; Hanna made her way downstairs to the kitchen in search of breakfast. She'd just reached the bottom of the stairs when a knock at the door sounded. Rushing over to the front door, she pulled it open expecting to see someone with her luggage, but instead she came face to face with the bands drummer, Anthony Flemming. If she didn't recognize him as the drummer and were to see him on the street she'd have mistaken him for a random bum. It had been rumoured that Anthony was harbouring a drug addiction. Cocaine from what she'd read.
He had several days of scruff on his face, his longish black hair was tied loosely in a ponytail and one glance at his dark eyes told that he'd spent the night shooting or snorting something. Hanna immediately got a bad vibe from him. She wasn't used to being around drug users, and being alone with Anthony wasn't something she wanted to do.
"Where's Bo?" Anthony brushed past her and into the apartment, before she had a chance to turn him away. She stumbled backwards, not wanting to get in his way.
"I... ummmm..." Closing the door she trailed behind him as he made his way through the penthouse and into the kitchen.
"Huh?"
He stopped suddenly, her nearly bumping into the back of him. He spun around and eyed her, his eyes lingering on her breasts for a little too long for her liking. To her relief he finally lifted his eyes to meet hers "Who are you anyhow?"
"I'm Hanna. Bo flew a friend and I here last night. My friend and Jeremy are downstairs at Jeremy's place, if you want to..."
Anthony fell silent a moment, his eyes taking on a dazed looked. Seeming to pull out of it he nodded. "Yeah, maybe I'll drop by."
Hanna let out a sigh of relief and turned to lead him back to the door, but to her dismay, he kept heading towards the kitchen.
"What does Bo have to eat? I'm fucking starving."
Shooting a wistful look at the door, Hanna sighed and scurried behind him, not sure what to do or how to get Anthony out of the apartment. She reached the
"I'm not complaining." He made a show of letting his eyes wander the length of her body, enjoying her embarrassment. "I prefer it this way in fact."
Cocking her head to the side, she raised a brow at him. "That so?"
"That's affirmative." Walking over to the bed, he sat down beside her. "Listen, I have to go to a bunch of interviews. I'd like to blow it off, but Jeremy is blowing them off to spend the day with Jackie, so I have to be the responsible one and go."
"Oh, so Jackie is spending the day with Jeremy?"
"Yeah, they said to text them when you're up and you can join them if you like."
Hanna crinkled her nose up and shook her head. "I think I'll be fine on my own."
"Okay. I had someone go to the hotel and get your things. They should be here within an hour."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I don't have to be on the road until tomorrow afternoon so was hoping you'd spend the night here after the concert." He waited on baited breath. He knew he was being presumptuous, but considering the chemistry they had between them, he hoped she wouldn't object. He'd been doing some calculations in his head that morning and knew that after that evening it would be a couple of weeks before he'd have a chance to see her again.
She chewed at her lower lip, and smiled. "I'd like that."
"Good." He leaned over to kiss her, but she cringed and edged away from him, pressing her lips into a firm line. What the hell? "Ummm."
"Morning breath." she admitted, lowering her eyes.
"I've never had a girl reject me with that excuse before."
"It's not an excuse!"
"I'll risk it." Leaning forward, he lowered his lips to hers. This time, she didn't back away, but she wasn't nearly as responsive as she was the previous night.
Laughing, he straightened back up. "You'll owe me a kiss when I get back. Make yourself at home while I'm gone."
*****
After showering, brushing her teeth with a spare toothbrush in Bo's bathroom cabinet and getting dressed in a pair of Bo's jogging pants and t-shirt; Hanna made her way downstairs to the kitchen in search of breakfast. She'd just reached the bottom of the stairs when a knock at the door sounded. Rushing over to the front door, she pulled it open expecting to see someone with her luggage, but instead she came face to face with the bands drummer, Anthony Flemming. If she didn't recognize him as the drummer and were to see him on the street she'd have mistaken him for a random bum. It had been rumoured that Anthony was harbouring a drug addiction. Cocaine from what she'd read.
He had several days of scruff on his face, his longish black hair was tied loosely in a ponytail and one glance at his dark eyes told that he'd spent the night shooting or snorting something. Hanna immediately got a bad vibe from him. She wasn't used to being around drug users, and being alone with Anthony wasn't something she wanted to do.
"Where's Bo?" Anthony brushed past her and into the apartment, before she had a chance to turn him away. She stumbled backwards, not wanting to get in his way.
"I... ummmm..." Closing the door she trailed behind him as he made his way through the penthouse and into the kitchen.
"Huh?"
He stopped suddenly, her nearly bumping into the back of him. He spun around and eyed her, his eyes lingering on her breasts for a little too long for her liking. To her relief he finally lifted his eyes to meet hers "Who are you anyhow?"
"I'm Hanna. Bo flew a friend and I here last night. My friend and Jeremy are downstairs at Jeremy's place, if you want to..."
Anthony fell silent a moment, his eyes taking on a dazed looked. Seeming to pull out of it he nodded. "Yeah, maybe I'll drop by."
Hanna let out a sigh of relief and turned to lead him back to the door, but to her dismay, he kept heading towards the kitchen.
"What does Bo have to eat? I'm fucking starving."
Shooting a wistful look at the door, Hanna sighed and scurried behind him, not sure what to do or how to get Anthony out of the apartment. She reached the
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