I forced that awful thought from my tired brain as people collapsed in other furniture around us. A guy in the chair closest to me, leaned over and lightly punched my shoulder. “Dude…your girlfriend is seriously hot.” My arms instinctively tightened around her. I know…back off. I must have been glaring at the guy, ‘cause he raised his hands and leaned back. “Just…the bathroom thing was hot. Totally made me miss my girl…”

His thought trailed off as his expression changed. “She’s not here?” I asked, curious.

He shook his head. “Nah, she went to a college back east. We’re doing the whole long-distance thing.” With a sigh, he let his head drop back. “It fucking sucks. Like really fucking sucks. I’m pretty sure she’s…” His face hardened, then he shook his head. “It just sucks. I don’t recommend it. We should have just broken up…” His face softened again; he looked absolutely miserable.

Ice chilled my veins listening to him. Jesus. Was this my future? I squeezed Kiera tighter, refusing to let her go. “Sorry, man.”

The guy shook his head. “Yeah…anyway, your band, you’re really good…good luck on the road.”

His gaze took in Kiera on my chest, then his face hardened again, and he shot up off the chair like it was on fire. I had to swallow the sudden lump of anxiety in my throat as he stalked off. No…that wouldn’t be us. That couldn’t be us.

Someone else took lonely-guy’s seat, and I silently prayed they wouldn’t want to talk. But of course, they did. “Okay…what exactly happened in that bathroom. Like play-by-play. Details. Come on, help a brother out.”

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head at him. “Nothing happened.”

He gave me a really face. Then he sighed. “Come on…you’ve got to give me something. That sounded so fucking hot!”

With a laugh, I closed my eyes. “Sleeping…can’t talk…”

The guy socked my shoulder, but he took the hint and left me alone.

A couple more people wanted to comment on my night after details-guy left. I was polite, but vague. Even though it had been a relatively public event, it was still none of their business. Eventually the questions and comments stopped, and I drifted off to sleep. Lonely-guy must have been stuck in my head though because the dream I had…wasn’t good.

I was standing in a generic room with Kiera. Her expression was so blank, it was ice-cold. It wasn’t an expression I was used to seeing on her, especially around me. The air was thick with tension, and I had no idea why. Until she spoke. “We’re over, Kellan.”

My heart started racing in my chest. “What do you mean?” I had to be misunderstanding her…but somehow, I knew I wasn’t.