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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. Painful
  3. Books By S.C. Stephens
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author

Finished with my papers, I gathered them up and handed them to Lana. She gave me a friendly smile as she tucked them away. I felt giddy now that it was over with, and eager to finally spend some time with Kiera. Leaning over, I kissed her cheek, then ran my lips along her jaw to her ear. Just that tiny tease was enough to send electricity down my body.

Gauging how much time was left in the show by the song I could hear playing below us, I told her, “I still have forty-five minutes of free time…Want to go somewhere more private?”

She nodded, and with a smile glued to my face, I stood up. “I’m gonna show her around. I’ll see you guys later.”

Matt and Evan gave us a knowing smile and a nod. Griffin was studying his contract like it was written in a foreign language. Oh well. Lana and the guys could help him if he still had concerns, and honestly, I was pretty sure his largest concern had already been addressed.

Grabbing Kiera’s bag and her hand, I led her back downstairs and then out the side door to the buses. I was teeming with energy when I popped the bus door open. Grinning, I told her, “Come on, let me show you where I live now.”

She giggled as she followed me inside, and I was so glad she’d let that stupid conversation with Griffin go. Groupies were his issue, not mine. I hoped she genuinely understood that. Tossing her bag on an empty seat, I led her to the sleeping area of the bus. The divider curtain was closed, and when it fell back into place, the space was fairly dark, lit only by soft lights built into the floor. It wasn’t uncommon for tired band members to come back to the bus after their performance, but a quick scan of the cubbies convinced me we were alone. I stopped us in front of my cubby. Maybe it was a little forward to lead her directly to my bed, but…I really fucking missed her.

I wrapped my arms around her, reveling in her warmth, in the sound of her light breath in the quiet room. Leaning my forehead against hers, I softly told her, “Welcome to my bedroom.”

I could feel her breath quicken as my lips slowly started lowering to hers. “Your bedroom?” she said, her voice low, seductive…sexy as hell.