huh?” I grin ned wryly.
“She used to collect them.” His phone rang and he took it back out of his pocket. “I have to take this.” He was done with this conversation anyway.
“ Thanks, man,” I said and turned back to where I’d been sitting. I wasn’t sure how I felt about being another ‘piece’ of Lindsey’s collection. Guess I deserved it after the way I treated women all of these years.
My manager stopped me and gave me the key to my room. I sighed when I saw the girls still waiting for me. Maybe I could pawn them off on Zane. Right now all I wanted was a shower and a real bed. There would be time to party later.
“Hey girls, some band business came up and I can’t party now,” I said when I got back to them. They crossed their arms and pouted. They stood up and I put an arm around each one to placate them. “We’re here for almost a week. Make sure to look me up and we’ll party.”
I gave them each a squeeze and picked up my bag to head up to my room. I would find them later and if I didn’t, there would be other ladies lined up to be with me.
First I needed to regroup. I was tired and hungry. As soon as I had a hot meal, a nap, and a shower, it was time to get out of this funk. My goal here in Vegas was to fuck as many different women as I could.
Lindsey could continue moving her way throu gh the musicians on this tour. I was going to be too busy getting pussy to even notice.
Chapter Eight
Lindsey
I was never so happy to get off the bus as I was when we got to Vegas. When I went to check in, I passed Cane with two bimbos sitting on his lap. All I could do was smile and laugh. He probably hadn’t given me a second thought since our night together, but I was okay with that. Sex with Cane had been amazing and I’d be lying if I said I never wanted it to happen again, but I also wasn’t dumb enough to think it was anything more than a night of fun. I knew he rarely spent a night alone; why would that change after being with me?
While I was waiting for my room key , Shaun found me in the lobby. I tried not to show him how annoyed I was to see him, but he probably picked up on it. I managed to escape him and get to my room but I wasn’t sure he didn’t follow me. Rebecca was probably right and I would have to tell someone about him.
I threw my stuff down and got undressed. I found the plush robe the hotel provided and wrapped it around me while I filled the big Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. I put my hair up in a messy bun and got out my e-reader.
I had no plans tonight and was going to stay in and rel ax. I loved this assignment, but all of those days on the road were exhausting. I was giddy at the thought of sleeping in a bed that wasn’t moving or was so small I was afraid if I rolled over I might fall out.
As I was about to step into the tub, I heard a knock on the door. I stopped in my tracks, debating on whether or not I should even answer it. I shook my head and continued my way to the bathroom. No one was going to bother me tonight.
The knock came again, this time louder. I gritted my teeth and clenched my e-reader in my hand. I cursed myself for not putting the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door.
The knocking continued and with an exasperated sigh, I turned around and threw my e-reader on the bed. I cinched my robe tighter and padded barefoot to the door. I opened the peephole and peered outside. Fuck.
“ Answer the door Lindsey,” he demanding, trying to peek in the small hole.
There stood Shaun in the hall way of my hotel room in Vegas. I wasn’t really surprised to see him there but that didn’t make me any less happy. He was a persistent asshole and I wouldn’t be surprised if my only way away from him was if one of us left this tour. I’d be damned if it was going to be me.
“I know you’re in there,” he grumbled, rattling the doorknob. “Please talk to me.”
I sighed and leaned my forehead against the
“She used to collect them.” His phone rang and he took it back out of his pocket. “I have to take this.” He was done with this conversation anyway.
“ Thanks, man,” I said and turned back to where I’d been sitting. I wasn’t sure how I felt about being another ‘piece’ of Lindsey’s collection. Guess I deserved it after the way I treated women all of these years.
My manager stopped me and gave me the key to my room. I sighed when I saw the girls still waiting for me. Maybe I could pawn them off on Zane. Right now all I wanted was a shower and a real bed. There would be time to party later.
“Hey girls, some band business came up and I can’t party now,” I said when I got back to them. They crossed their arms and pouted. They stood up and I put an arm around each one to placate them. “We’re here for almost a week. Make sure to look me up and we’ll party.”
I gave them each a squeeze and picked up my bag to head up to my room. I would find them later and if I didn’t, there would be other ladies lined up to be with me.
First I needed to regroup. I was tired and hungry. As soon as I had a hot meal, a nap, and a shower, it was time to get out of this funk. My goal here in Vegas was to fuck as many different women as I could.
Lindsey could continue moving her way throu gh the musicians on this tour. I was going to be too busy getting pussy to even notice.
Chapter Eight
Lindsey
I was never so happy to get off the bus as I was when we got to Vegas. When I went to check in, I passed Cane with two bimbos sitting on his lap. All I could do was smile and laugh. He probably hadn’t given me a second thought since our night together, but I was okay with that. Sex with Cane had been amazing and I’d be lying if I said I never wanted it to happen again, but I also wasn’t dumb enough to think it was anything more than a night of fun. I knew he rarely spent a night alone; why would that change after being with me?
While I was waiting for my room key , Shaun found me in the lobby. I tried not to show him how annoyed I was to see him, but he probably picked up on it. I managed to escape him and get to my room but I wasn’t sure he didn’t follow me. Rebecca was probably right and I would have to tell someone about him.
I threw my stuff down and got undressed. I found the plush robe the hotel provided and wrapped it around me while I filled the big Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. I put my hair up in a messy bun and got out my e-reader.
I had no plans tonight and was going to stay in and rel ax. I loved this assignment, but all of those days on the road were exhausting. I was giddy at the thought of sleeping in a bed that wasn’t moving or was so small I was afraid if I rolled over I might fall out.
As I was about to step into the tub, I heard a knock on the door. I stopped in my tracks, debating on whether or not I should even answer it. I shook my head and continued my way to the bathroom. No one was going to bother me tonight.
The knock came again, this time louder. I gritted my teeth and clenched my e-reader in my hand. I cursed myself for not putting the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door.
The knocking continued and with an exasperated sigh, I turned around and threw my e-reader on the bed. I cinched my robe tighter and padded barefoot to the door. I opened the peephole and peered outside. Fuck.
“ Answer the door Lindsey,” he demanding, trying to peek in the small hole.
There stood Shaun in the hall way of my hotel room in Vegas. I wasn’t really surprised to see him there but that didn’t make me any less happy. He was a persistent asshole and I wouldn’t be surprised if my only way away from him was if one of us left this tour. I’d be damned if it was going to be me.
“I know you’re in there,” he grumbled, rattling the doorknob. “Please talk to me.”
I sighed and leaned my forehead against the
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