The Show

When the show was over, she caught Ugo's lazy stare directed toward her. She flashed a smile that she hoped would be enough to calm her friend down. Then she leaned heavily into Brett, drawing support from the strength of his arms around her while they waited for the crowd to thin out.

"Are you okay?" he asked, running his hands up and down her back.

I’m fine," she lied, not knowing the exact word to describe how she was feeling.

It shouldn’t matter that Ray wrote another song about her and called her name, not some nickname like Dee. That alone painted a different light on their fuck-buddy history. She was in love with someone else. "I want to go, too," Brett murmured in her ears. "I’m dying to get inside you, Sunshine. I can barely think straight."

Daisy pushed her hands into the back pockets of his jeans, staring at him at eye-level. "So let’s get out of here."

m "I’ve got backstage access." He kissed the tip of her nose when she leaned back to look up at him. "We can s