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last. “How come you’re not in a band?”
    “Who says I want to be in a band?” She could feel a familiar old defensiveness rising up inside her.
    “I say so. Come on, you know so much about music—and that didn’t just sound to me like a fan talking last night. You’re a practitioner. What do you play?”
    “Some guitar,” she admitted at last. “Keyboards too. And I’ve been told I have a good voice.”
    “I bet you do.” He smiled as he said this. “So, how come you’re not in a band?”
    It was her turn to shrug. “I guess I’ve never found the right one. Girls never tend to be interested in the music enough to make it worthwhile and guys...” She rolled her eyes. “Guys only have one thing on their mind with me, and it’s not making music.”
    This made Cam laugh and he gave her a broad grin. “So, I’m just another guy trying to get inside your pants, is that what you’re telling me?”
    She lifted her fingers to his nose and pinched it. “There’s no ‘trying’ about it. But if you’re like the rest, then it won’t go any further.”
    He frowned at this. “I’m not like the rest.”
    “So you say.” Deep inside her, Dianne wanted him to be telling the truth, but more than this she didn’t want to be hurt, betrayed by her own desires.
    “Come with me,” he said. “Find out for yourself.”
    She smiled weakly at this. “Look, you’re a great guy —really, you are. But I don’t think I’m cut out to be the kind of groupie who stands on the side and tells you how fantastic you are at everything you do. I’m just not that kind of girl, whatever opinion you may have of me after last night.”
    He stared at her intently. “You barely know the opinion I have of you.”
    She felt slightly uncomfortable at this. “What’s he like?” she asked, changing the subject.
    “What’s who like?”
    “Darius.”
    “Gary?” Cam turned away from her and rested his head against his arm on the bedstead. “Pretty amazing in some ways —weird in others, though. What you’d expect from listening to the music, but...” He stopped.
    “Go on.”
    “He can also be an asshole at times.” This was said with a shrug.
    “Well, that was pretty obvious from last night.”
    Cam looked at her strangely. “I thought you were a fan of his.”
    “I am —I mean, I love his music. It’s great, their sound. There’s nobody who plays like that, not at the moment, and I love them to bits. But as you may have gathered, I don’t take kindly to people who assume I leave my brain at the door just because I like to listen to a few tracks by a particular band.”
    He laughed at this. “Duly noted.”
    Dianne rolled onto her side, resting one arm on Cam’s chest and abdomen. She could feel the heat of his loins near to her elbow but for the moment she wanted to look directly into his face, to let him know that she was being sincere.
    “Look,” she told him. “I can be a bit of a bitch. I don’t like to be treated as an airhead, but I’ve had guys chasing me since I was thirteen.” She shrugged. “Hell, I started chasing a few of them back when I was fifteen. I’m no virgin, but I guess I made that plain last night. I like you, Cam, really I do, but... if I do come with you, you have to put up with me warts and all.”
    He smiled broadly at this. “So, you are at least considering it.”
    She shrugged. “Perhaps.” Now she let her eyes fall away from his face, travelling down his chest and the ripped abdomen till she found what she was really looking for. “For the moment, though, I was just wondering if this fella was up to one more round. Who knows, this might be the last chance I get to play with him.”

 
Chapter Five
     
    About fifteen minutes after she had left the hotel where she had spent the night with Cam, Janey was on the phone.
    “Oh my God!” she began to speak breathlessly. “What a night that was! I can’t believe you missed it. That was insane!”
    “Missed what?”