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worry about it.  It's not like we've done anything anyway.  Just chill the hell out.  Luke isn't like that."  He wants to say something, but the glare-down from Eaven has him pausing.  I look for Taron and he doesn't seem to be as concerned with all of this.  Holden looks pissed off, but isn't voicing his opinion. 
    "I'm a grown-ass woman and can do what I want.  I never interfere with any of you and how you live your life.  I want the same from you."
    "Rebel Walking.  How's it going?  You guys look like you need to get laid."  Garrett Riggins walks up with his cocky demeanor and places his arm over my shoulder.  He's the drummer for 'Beckoning Reality', a band that's supposed to open for us at a few shows and we'll do the same for them.  That's how we added five shows to the tour. 
    "Riggins, get your hands off of me before you lose function of those famous hands." 
    The surprise on his face is worth it until he leans in to whisper in my ear, "If you only knew just how famous these hands are, babe." 
    I return the gesture by whispering back to him, "Get your fucking hands off of me." 
    His facial reaction seems to challenge me and I feel his hand slide all the way down my back.  Grabbing me on the ass, he starts to look around at everyone else.  I pull away from him, knowing he's just trying to get a rise out of me.  He's not usually this disgusting, but for some reason he's trying really hard today.
    I look up and notice Luke watching.  He doesn't seem to be bothered by Garrett manhandling me.  That bothers me.  Is it bad that I want him to be jealous?  Luke isn't the jealous type, though—I knew this going into whatever it is we have going here.
    Watching the Walker men stare down Garrett is more hysterical than anything else.  These guys are hopeless.  Don't get me wrong, I love that they care enough about me to try to protect me from the bad boys, but that's what I'm attracted to.  I want a strong, tattooed guy who doesn't have to answer to anyone.  You know... a guy like Luke.
    Garrett moves in close to me again, making sure to run his hands over me once more.  I let him, knowing the guys will have a rough time with it.  They need to get over their protective nature, and I can't think of a better way than to force them to right in front of everyone here. 
    Luke turns to talk to a groupie and I lose track of what everyone is saying near me.  I watch him flirt with her, knowing what's about to happen.  It's like a train wreck that I can't turn my eyes from. 
     
     

 
    Chapter Six
    Luke
     
    I look over and see her face.  It’s full of disappointment, but I don’t let her stop this.  I pull tonight’s blond honey closer to my body and fill my hands full of tight ass.  It’s nothing to get laid before the show.  I do it regularly, so I’m not sure what her fucking deal is.  This girl is nothing special.  She’s hot, but it’s just a fuck.  Besides that, she's letting that asshole grope her up and down right in front of everyone.
    I move us into the bathroom to do the deed in private.  It’s another day in the life of a rocker.  What can I say? I like boobs and vaginas.
    She drops to her knees just like they all do.  Her skills are lacking, and frankly, it irritates me so much I don't let her go on for very long.  As soon as I hear her teeth clank against my metal, I pull her up from the floor. 
    Propping her on the cabinet, I don’t waste time getting into position to finish this.  I smile when I see yet another shocked expression.  Every girl enjoys my Jacob’s ladder piercing, but pair that with my size, and I get them every time.  I pull her to the edge and she lifts her legs over my shoulders.  This angle works perfectly and it doesn’t take long for both of us to moan out in pleasure. 
    My moment is interrupted by someone banging on the door, so I pull my jeans back in place.
    “What?”
    “Showtime!”  There’s no mistaking that cocky voice is none