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A black tee shirt, worn jeans, black boots--both his are twenty-three Sie like he owns the place, looking like the rockstar that he is Then he soes wild

The shirtless drummer pounds his sticks on the dru, but not in the saer And then I hear that voice It’s beautiful--filled with an intensity so hot, I fear I’llthis close Is it possible to fall in love with a man who doesn’t even know I exist? In that moment, I’d swear it is Because I’m head over heels in love with Dylan Ryder

Chapter Six

Lucky

My phone buzzes on the nightstand while I tear off yet another rejected outfit and toss it onto the bed The pile of discarded clothes is growing into ain er to read the inco late Sorry, babe I’llto rush for Dylan’s arrival, I spend another thirtyto wear I settle on super-skintight black leather pants, a si blouse that shows off h leather boots with an open peep-toe A silver cuff bracelet on one upper arles on the other, and I finally like what I see It’s understated, rockstar chic If only it were the truth

Iproduction overme in his arms for a passionate kiss that wouldn’t be considered appropriate in roup doesn’t look twice Not when half-naked groupies backstage are the nor the drue area, while the rest of the band was arguing over the set list only ten feet away No one batted an eye

Dylan orders me a drink and the waitress delivers it with a look of annoyance for roupie-quality smile for Dylan I take a few sips, unsure what the contents of the glass consist of, although I’m positive it is not the Cosmo I ordered

I stand dutifully by Dylan’s side as he holds court, entertaining his ever-expanding circle with stories about all the gigs they’ve played in different cities My gaze wanders around the roo in famous faces, leaders in the music industry and a bevy of beautiful wo blue eyes that are already trained on lass frorin is absolutely…adorable is the only way I can describe it I can’t i called adorable, but there’s just no other way to explain it It’s the di in front of his first crush with a bouquet of dandelions proudly clutched behind his back Only this grin is attached to the chiseled face and body of ajust a pair of dark jeans, black boots, a skin hugging henley and a orn black leather jacket His right ear has one earring, his left three or four Tonight his shoulder length hair is pulled back, only accentuating his incredible blue eyes and dark lashes Dalass back at him, but he doesn’t turn away Even when the blonde I hadn’t noticed standing next to him wraps her aro pretty ht, the waitress servesdrinks, andto land on Flynn Each ti to find the ladies’ rooet some air for a fewthe crowd that surrounds hiht, and he kno to hold court like a pro

I spend a few o in search of some fresh air We’re on the third floor, but I noticed a breeze coh a heavily draped set of doors as, every once in a while, people disappeared behind the curtain Finding an eht Frouilera’s "I’

Enjoying the solace, I don’t hear the door open behind me "Your voice is beautiful" I know that soulful sound before I even turn to take in the s to

"Thank you" Both of Flynn’s hands are full His left holds a beer bottle, his right extends a ht"

I furrow my brow

"The drink," he clarifies

"How did you know the others weren’t ht?"

He holdsfor so, before he responds "Your nose scrunched up each tis and takes a draw on his beer, eyes watching me over the tipped-up bottle

I squint at him and lift the drink to my lips

"Better?" he asks

"It is But how did you knohat I was drinking?"

"Asked the waitress who kept bringing you the wrong ones"