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“I managed to find someone who recorded that,” Jeremy hung over the aisle to speak with them. “I will load it onto social media.”“Awesome,” Owen grinned.The flight was quick, and as they waited for their luggage Owen’s phone rang.“It is Aaron,” he said as he answered it. “Hey. We are just at the baggage carousel… Seriously? That is like… Thanks… Okay. Thanks.” He hung up and looked around at the expectant faces of the band. “There are cars waiting for us out front, and some guys to help with the gear.”“I will go,” James was all but bouncing in excitement, his hair falling free of the messing half-ponytail-half-bun that he had caught it back into and his blue-grey eyes alight with his energy. “I will find them and bring them here.”They had just begun retrieving their luggage when he returned with four men wheeling flat trays. Within a short amount of time, they were following them back to where a stretch limousine waited alongside a van. Their luggage was loaded, and as they slid
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“Sexy,” James opened the door and pulled her into the room. “Forget Owen and be mine!”The men turned on the couch to see what James was gushing about. They had been watching tv, beers in hand, whilst they waited for her to get ready.“Alright?” She asked them, used to James’ enthusiasm and not trusting it.“F-k that wig does bad things to a guy,” Owen commented with a rueful grin. “I don’t know why you don’t wear it more.”“It gets in my mouth and is a pain to maintain.”“Oh, I hate it when my fake hair gets into my mouth,” Owen rolled his eyes at Seb.“Me too, I hate it when that happens,” the keyboardist snickered. Out of the band, their hair was shortest, not quite getting into their eyes.“Ignore the folic-ly challenged, Em. Champagne?” James, whose hair definitely regularly got into his mouth and everywhere else, which was why he was currently rocking a messy man-bun brought out a piccolo bottle and popped the top, handing it to her. “Classy,” he said when she took a swig direct
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“So, we are here with Two Way Street,” the DJ, Cooper, purred confidently into the mic. “Whose opera themed song, Opening Aria, hit number nine today. How does that make you feel, Owen? I believe it is your composition?” His voice belonged to a sultry leading man with smouldering good looks, but his face was that of a middle-aged science teacher, Emily thought, and wondered how many of his listeners were disappointed when they saw the promotion pictures that went with their favorite DJ.“All our songs are written by Owen,” James said, at full charm. DJ Cooper wasn’t immune to the drummer’s appeal, his interest more than professional, Emily observed, and was certain from the blush on James’ cheeks, that the DJ had slipped him his number in the break. “Until he walked into our band practise, we were just a cover band lacking a lead guitarist.”“And Owen, of course, brought in Emily as well,” Seb added.“Opening Aria was a bit of a joke, to be honest,” Owen answered the DJ, flushing unde
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“There is a party this evening,” Aaron announced looking up from his phone. Now that they had a single in the top ten, he had rescheduled his other bands to focus on them. “Good photo opportunity, as well as a chance to meet and mingle with other bands.”“Alright,” Owen said without looking up from his notebook.The van pulled up, and the band wove their way out of the door, and onto the sidewalk. It was a busy, narrow city street, and the cars behind the van honked in outrage at the illegal parking, but the van’s driver was unflustered, handing Emily out. “Call me when you are through,” he told Aaron.The building was a gleaming tower of glass, very modern, and the foyer featured neon points of colour on the floor and walls. Aaron did not need directions but led the way into the elevator and pressed the button for the eleventh floor.“Why do they always put mirrors in elevators?” James wondered looking at the many angles of himself and adjusting his posture and the set of his jaw.“S
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“Oh, yes, that would explain it,” Vice murmured, his lips somewhere near her ear. His breath on her skin had her heart racing. If he began to kiss her, she suspected she would channel Megan and just drop her underwear and go with it.“Emily’s grandmother was an opera singer,” Owen said, sternly. He disapproved entirely of the situation and stood stiffly on the edge of the conversation; not quite included, but also not quite excluded. His eyes told her he wanted her to excuse herself so they could move on and that words between them would follow. “She used to babysit Emma on the afternoons her mum couldn’t be home in time after school, and taught Emma to sing.” There was a faint frown tensing his eyebrows.“How lovely,” Vice leaned against the back of the couch. Emily could smell his aftershave, and it was like a drug. Her eyes wanted to roll back into her head. She could imagine the conversation she would be having with Megan later, with their normal roles reversed.“A photo,” she man
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“Who did you want us to meet?” Emily asked, because their progress through the crowd seemed to have no purpose other than to distance them from Vice and Victor. She stole a glass of champagne off a passing waiter and threw it back.“Take it easy, Em,” Owen protested.“No one in particular,” Aaron admitted, lightly. “I was just heading off an issue. It is what managers do. Go find a closet.” He strode off, calling out someone’s name.“I can have too much to drink, if I want to,” she told Owen scowling. “I never curtail your drinking.”Owen caught her up against him and kissed her, his mouth hard and demanding against hers. “I think a closet is a marvellous idea,” he murmured huskily into her ear before pressing his lips to the pressure point lingeringly.“What is in the drinks here?” She wondered, because she thought a closet sounded like a good idea too, and not five minutes before, she had been wondering if Victor’s erection was as impressive as it had felt beneath her – which was a
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“I am not entirely sure about this outfit,” Emily tugged at the bodice of her top, though it was a losing battle. The amount of fabric involved meant that tugging in one direction, revealed more skin in the other.“Uh-ah, no touching,” Peter the stylist batted her hands away. “No yanking, no tugging, no touching.” He tossed his dead straight, long bleached and perfectly toned white-blonde locks over his shoulder. She suspected it was a lace-weave wig expertly applied, but no amount of discreet scrutiny revealed his hair secrets to her less-than-expert eyes. If it wasn’t a wig, she thought, the man had the best head of hair that she had ever seen.“No bouncing, no jumping and no breathing,” she repeated by rote his instructions as he had dressed and glued her into her clothing. She did not know the secrets of his double-sided tape, but she suspected that she would not have to wax those areas of her body anytime in the near future once the clothing was removed. “And no reaching above my
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“Look, Tempie,” he gripped her shoulders, pulling her until she had no choice but to look at him, using his strength against her for the first time, but trying to be gentle about it. “I’ve got police contacts, and some big shit is about to go down. I don’t want you there when it happens. I care about you and Shadow. I don’t want to see you both mixed up in this.”“Gregory’s dying,” she replied calmly. “I’m not leaving him to die alone, Raven, with just employees around him.”“Tempie,” he pleaded, lowing his head until his forehead rested against hers. “Listen to me for once. Please. Don’t go.”“Raven, I need to get dressed,” she shrugged his hold off, and her disregard enraged him. He had tried asking nicely, he thought, he would have to insist.“For f-k sakes,” he growled. “I’ll chain you to that f-king bed if I have to Tempie. You are not going.” He caught her back up. “It’s too dangerous. You. Are. Not. Going. That’s it. Final.”“Raven!” She pulled away from him sharply and pulled
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“Alright,” Vixen told herself as the gates to Gregory’s house opened to admit her. “It is easy.”“We will be here with you,” Detective Callahan said in her ear. Vixen adjusted her hair to cover the earpiece. It was skin coloured and barely noticeable, but if she were caught with it, it would not only give away the entire plan, but also her part in it.“That is nice, but we both know there is nothing you can do if I get busted. Not without giving away twelve months of investigation, right? So, you are not going to come riding to my rescue if I get into trouble.”“Have you changed your mind?” Claudia sounded strained.“No,” Vixen eased the Ferrari into the parking spots. “No. This will make Miranda safe, and you promised to leave Gregory alone, so no, I have to do this.” She drew in a deep breath and fixed her lipstick, before picking up her handbag, and opening the car door.She adjusted the mask on her face, and flicked her hair over her shoulders, before strolling up to the front doo
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Kissing Shadow was no different to kissing a woman, at least the mouth part, Raven thought. Sure, there was a slight prickle of stubble where there was not normally, but Shadow’s lips were soft, and his mouth hot, his tongue against Raven’s was no different.But Raven was used to being the taller partner, to leaning over someone, being the one to lean back in order to kiss was new. To grip a man’s hips and tug him closer was new too. To feel Shadow’s hard on against him, different.Shadow could kiss as well as he gave head. His hands cupped Raven’s face, the big palms warm against his skin, and he sucked on Raven’s tongue in a way that made desire curl up from the soles of Raven’s feet into his groin and his heart pound faster against his ribs.It was like being bound to Vixen’s bed, the balance of power had shifted in the experience, and Raven’s responsibility diminished. Shadow might be a sub, but his experience and size made him dominant between them.Shadow eased the kiss, brushin
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In the morning, Vixen left the two boys curled up in bed. Raven’s eyes opened briefly as she left the shower, before he closed them again. Shadow wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer, and snuggled into Raven’s dark hair.“Aww,” she leaned over to deliver them kisses, breathing in the warm scent of their skin. “Snuggly boys.”“Don’t go,” Raven tried to pull her back into bed, but she laughed and eased away with lingering kisses.“I must, my pet.”Raven heaved a sigh. “It’s not even eight.”“Do you have to work today?” She wondered as she sat on the edge of the bed to lace up her boots.“Should do,” he muttered, lured to the edge of sleep by Shadow’s hot body against his. “Have a surveillance job that gets active around ten.”“Should I set you an alarm?” She offered.He groaned pressing his face into the pillow. She took that as a yes and programmed the smart device on the bedside to wake him at nine thirty.She paused in the doorway in order to look at them with a feelin
