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the same time . I might even let you come.”
    Jamie laughed against his mouth, her smile mirroring his. She reached between them to cup his bulge through the leather of his pants, felt a thrill of satisfaction as she realized he was huge and hard inside his pants, aching for her as she ached for him. She traced the hard lines of his cock with her thumb and forefinger, stroking him through the leather. “And I might just do this to you,” she whispered back to him. “I might just let you come, too. If you’re good. I might just put my mouth on you and let you come down my throat. You want that? Hmmm?”
    “Oh, god.” Chase’s voice was thick with barely restrained desire. “God…do I want that. So bad. So bad.”
    “Well, then…you’d better be good. And you’d better finish this show so you can take me home.” Jamie felt a pang of emptiness shoot through her as Chase backed away, watching her for several backward steps before turning away and swaggering to the stage. The ache between her thighs was an all-devouring pressure now, a pounding, pulsing, fiery burn.  
    It was going to be a long show.

2

    Chase knew he’d never been more on fire as that night on stage. The knowledge that Jamie was waiting for him at the bar infused him with a manic energy, a contagious drive that had the band playing better than they ever had. The crowd felt it, too, and turned the concert into a wild party, several mosh pits starting in various areas. Chase worked them up into a fury, adjusting the intended playlist to include numbers the crowd could participate in, goading them into singing back to him. He bounded across the stage, feeling the music in his veins like liquid fire. Every once in a while he would glance to where Jamie watched from her seat at the bar, and he would feel a new rush of energy burst through him at the sight of her.  
    By the time the show was over, the crowd was insane, and began chanting for an encore until the band had to go back out and play another mini-set. Chase was impatient by this time. As much as he loved the rush of performing, he was ready to be done, ready to scoop Jamie up and find the nearest hotel room. He crossed back and forth at the edge of the stage, eyes now locked on Jamie in the distance, finishing their last encore number.  
    Off-stage, Chase had a quick celebratory shot with the guys, who knew his moods well enough to know he wasn’t in the mood for a party. They’d grown used to him taking off on his own while they partied.  
    Gage followed him away from the group, cornering him against a doorway. “Something happened.” Gage knew him better than anyone, and knew there was a reason for his renewed energy.
    Chase shrugged into his coat and moved to push past him. “Yeah, something happened. I’ll catch up to you guys.”
    Gage narrowed his eyes, blocking Chase’s exit. “You’ve doing better recently. Since you’ve been with Tess. The guys need you on point, man. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but something’s changed.”
    “Tess broke up with me.”
    Gage rocked his head back on his shoulders, eyes closing, scrubbing his palms down his face. “Shit.”
    “It’s okay, though. It had to happen. I knew it, she knew it. It’s better this way.”
    “You don’t seem real broken up about it.” Suspicion crossed Gage’s face, his pale blue eyes searching Chase’s.
    “It’s complicated. We’re in Milwaukee next, right?”
    “Yeah, why?”
    Chase shrugged, going for nonchalance. “Go without me. I’ll meet you there. I’ve got some shit to take care of.”
    Gage’s lips quirked. “Does the shit you’re taking care of happen to have curly red hair?”
    “Might.”
    Gage shook his head slowly and blew out a long breath. “Just be on stage in Milwaukee on Wednesday, man,” he said. “That’s all I ask.”
    “I will. You know I will.”
    Gage clapped Chase on the shoulder and turned away, then stopped and gave Chase a long, level look.