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     band just about every day.”
    “You’re close to them.” It’s not a question.
    “Yeah, they’re my brothers.” He turns on his side so we’re facing each other, wraps
     his arm around my low back and holds me close. “We spend a lot of time together.”
    “Are any of them married?” I ask, although I already know the answer. Nash is my favorite
     band. I’ve seen interviews.
    “Yeah, a couple are. It’s not easy for them to be away from their families for long
     stretches. We’re all enjoying the break.”
    “Can’t they take their families on tour with them?”
    “They do part of the time.”
    I nod and trace his jaw with my finger. “How have you managed to stay single?” I ask.
     “You’re the most eligible rockstar bachelor in the US right now.”
    He frowns and then laughs and me. “Whatever.”
    “You are.” I push his shoulder and smile at him. “Spill it.”
    “I don’t ever want to get married,” he replies, his eyes sobering. This surprises
     me.
    “Never?”
    He shakes his head, watching me closely.
    “You don’t necessarily have to be married to be committed to someone,” I remind him.
    “My job is really hard on relationships, Sam. Trust is hard to maintain, on both sides.
     I’m gone a lot.” He shrugs and looks sad for a second, but covers it up with a grin.
     “Why are you single?”
    I just had to go there, didn’t I?
    “Never been even close to marriage, and don’t intend to be.” I withdraw automatically,
     school my features, and give him a bland look.
    And piss him the fuck off.
    “You’re lying.” His gray eyes heat.
    “No, I’m not.” I shake my head and focus on tracing the letters on his chest.
    “Why did you just pull away?” He asks, watching me closely. I continue to trace the
     ink on his chest, and he stills me by gripping my hand in his.
    “I’m sorry I asked,” I whisper.
    “Sam, we’re just having a conversation.” I shake my head, but he leans in and kisses
     me softly and I relax instinctively.
    He calms me, and that makes me nervous.
    “I was in a relationship that ended very badly,” I whisper. “I don’t trust people
     easily, and don’t see myself ever trusting anyone enough to commit to them like that.”
    “Look at me.”
    Instead, I lean in and rest my forehead against his sternum.
    “Look at me, sunshine.” His voice is almost light and I risk a peek.
    He’s smiling.
    “Am I funny?” I ask and give him a mock glare.
    “Actually, yes, you can be.” He continues to grin, and I just want to lean in and
     grip that piercing in my teeth and tug. “This might sound selfish, but I’m glad it
     didn’t work out with the other guy because then I wouldn’t be here with you, and I’ve
     never enjoyed myself more.”
    I feel my mouth drop and eyes widen. That might be the nicest thing anyone has ever
     said to me.
    How pathetic am I?
    “But I also want to kick the shit out of him for hurting you.”
    “Maybe I hurt him,” I reply with a smirk.
    He watches me closely and then exhales as he shakes his head. “No, he hurt you.” He
     pulls me against him and wraps his arms around me tightly. “Did he ever hit you?”
     He asks, his voice just a whisper.
    “No,” I respond immediately. “And I don’t want to talk about it.”
    “Okay.”
    “So, who’s your favorite band?” He asks, making me laugh.
    “Who’s your favorite band?” I ask.
    “I asked you first.”
    I squint my eyes like I’m thinking really hard. “U2.”
    “You are so gonna pay for that.” He attacks me with tickles, and I shriek with laughter,
     and then moan in pleasure as his hands roam over my body.
    “I think I like this payment system you have.”
    “I’m just getting started, sunshine.”
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    I’m a moron. What the fuck was I thinking? Since when do I let my loins make the decisions?
    Because that’s exactly what happened yesterday. And last night.
    And again this morning.
    I shift