company?”
It was a lost cause. Chris returned and handed Maverick his keys. I averted my gaze when I saw the longing in Chris’s when their skin touched, and holy shit, did Maverick’s lips just part? I felt like my presence was intruding on something private between them. Maybe Maverick didn’t need a nudge after all?
“Well,” I finally said when seconds had passed and I started to feel awkward as fuck; I needed to get the hell away from them. “Maverick why don’t you remove your house key and hand me the rest so I can go take a look.”
Maverick startled at my voice but did as I asked. After a quick nod to Chris, I all but ran to the bay to get started on his car. Whatever was going on between them was very interesting. Just what had happened between them on the ride to the shop? And all the sexual energy floating between them had me missing my own man. I couldn’t wait to see him later that night.
The Tavern was packed to max capacity, and everyone was dressed to impress. Between the patrons, bartenders, and even us, I’d never seen so much black clothing in my life. Maverick had warned us it was more upscale than some other places we’d played, and he’d wanted us to dress appropriately. Not one to wear suits like the rest of the guys, I’d donned a pair of black slacks and my black, button-down shirt with my sleeves rolled up to the elbows. And since I knew my good luck charm would be in attendance, I kept my hair down with only some pulled off my face and even trimmed my goatee to make sure it looked nice and neat.
The people in the audience were attentive, and when we played more popular numbers, the dancefloor was filled. But I didn’t care about them. The only person who mattered was the man seated at the bar with his focus entirely on me. Foster had arrived shortly after the bar opened, and even before I laid eyes on him, I felt when he entered the room. A warmth pooled in my belly, my spine tingled, and heat sizzled through my veins. It’d been a few days since I saw that beautiful face that dominated my every waking thought, and I was pissed I had to wait a bit longer before I could taste his delicious lips.
Finally, when we finished our last song of our first set, we were able to take our break, and I made a beeline toward the man who was waiting for me. I had a few people vying for my attention along the way, and typically I’d stop long enough to acknowledge them, but tonight I tuned them out. I was a man on a mission, after all, and my target was so damn close.
Foster perked up on the stool when I approached, and as soon as he was within touching distance, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him to me so I could slam my lips into his. Since we were in a public setting, and there were too many people milling around, I kept the kiss brief. But I couldn’t resist a few more quick pecks before setting him back down on the stool.
“No more,” I growled.
“No more, what?” he asked with a tilt of his sexy head.
“No more going so many days apart from each other.”
“It was only a few days,” he pointed out.
“That’s a few days too many. A day, I understand. But fuck, I missed your lips.”
“I missed yours too,” he said softly as he reached out, tucked a finger in my belt loop, and then pulled me closer until I was standing between his legs.
I groaned as I leaned down to claim his lips one more time, then I turned to the bartender to order a water.
“How does it feel being on this side?” I asked once I downed half the bottle.
“It’s nice being the one served for once. Though, a part of me is itching to jump back there and help them with this crowd.”
“That’s because you’re excellent at it. Are you enjoying the show?”
“Absolutely. Being on this side gives me a chance to really watch you guys all play, and it’s fun watching the audience react to you. I’m anxious to see how they’ll be when it’s time for your solo.”
“The only reaction I care about is yours.”
Foster hummed and tipped his head back to look into my