Groupie (Rock-Hard Beautiful, #1)
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“You found Paxton,” he says, and again I have no idea what that means. “Is Paxton hard to find?” I ask and he laughs, his voice as decadent and delicious like that as it was in a quiet whisper.
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He makes these … these male sounds when he's between my thighs, like that's where he wants to be.
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“Fucking hell, Ran,” he says and then he's hugging me. He hugs me. Paxton Blackwell hugs me.
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“Your mouth tastes like ash and heartache, Ran,” he says, giving me a long, tight squeeze that snaps my brain back to the bus, to the steaming cup of coffee in front of me, to the light streaming in above the kitchen window. “Don't kiss me with it again until you get that shite cleaned up, okay?” “Okay,” I whisper and then we both pause at the sound of soft footsteps behind us.
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“I like her,” I say mildly as we mill around backstage waiting for our set. “We all like her, you fucking twat. Why the hell else would she still be hanging around here if we didn't?” Pax says as he smokes
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“Because I'm not fucking finished with her yet, that's what,” Pax snaps and I raise my eyebrows. He continues to smoke his cigarette like that's that, subject closed. I glance over at Ransom and Cope, noticing that Michael's staring at his phone, acting like he's completely checked out of the conversation. But that's a lie. I can see little beads of sweat on his forehead. If he was smart, he'd break up with Vanessa and spend a night with Lilith instead. Which, I know, is a totally weird thing to say about a girl I'm thinking of asking to be my girlfriend.
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“I'm open for pretty much anything,” I say and then realize how that sounds, groaning and burying my face in Ransom's hoodie, his warm chuckling vibrating up through his chest. “Yes, well,” Pax says as he gets up and comes over to kneel down next to us. “So am I.” For a second, I think he's going to kiss me, but he doesn't. He kisses Ransom instead,
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“No, I don't think we'll join you for mac 'n' cheese pizza,” she says, biting the words off the end of her tongue. Looking at her now, I kind of wish I'd pushed harder and fucked her boyfriend.