Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,7
waves flowing effortlessly down her shoulders and back. She casually runs her slender fingers through it and flips it to one side of her head.
I take a sip of my beer as I think over the conversation I had with Calvin today. He’s right and I know it. Luna and I are different. Too different. It could never work out between us. I know it, and I think deep down, she knows it too. But as long as we’re both aware of the problem, we can have a lot of fun together while it lasts. Call me crazy, but I have every intention of enjoying every minute of it.
I sit in a booth and slowly suck down beer until she wraps up the last song at midnight. The band tells the crowd goodbye and leaves the stage as the people on the dance floor are left hungry for more. They’re all chanting Luna’s name and declaring their love for her. It’s nice to know I’m not the only one bewitched by her. I want to get up and go to the back, but I also want to play it cool. Instead of running to her, I’ll see if she comes to me.
She finally enters the bar and I watch as she heads to get a drink from one of the bartenders. This bartender must know her well, because the moment she stands at the bar, a drink is handed over without her even having to order. She smiles at the girl as she takes her drink, then spins around to look over every face in the place. Right before her eyes leap over to me, I direct my attention away from her. I don’t want her to know I’ve been watching her since she entered. I take a sip of my beer and the moment I pull it away from my lips, she’s directly in front of me.
“Hey, you made it,” she says with a smile as she slips into the booth beside me.
I return her smile and nod. “Yup, still here. You were amazing up there.” I motion toward the stage. The guys are taking down the equipment but there are two new guys with them. “Did the band get some extra members?” I ask.
She glances over her shoulder, then her eyes are back on mine. “One of them is our roadie, Jack. He helps with setup and teardown. The other . . . well, he’s a different story. He’s my ex-boyfriend and he’s a part of our PR team and management. His name is Wesley and he’s a total asshole. I’m sure he’ll be over to bother me soon enough. I booked it out of there before he showed up.”
“Don’t you know not to mix business with pleasure?” I tease, referring to her dating a colleague.
She rolls her darkly-lined eyes. “Now more than ever. Every time he sees me, it’s just another attempt to get me back. The guy doesn’t take no for an answer.”
I move closer to her and put my arm around her. “Well, we’ll see if we can’t run him off for good, huh?”
She looks over at me and her dark eyes find mine. Her lips part before slowly turning up into a small smile. Just being this close to her has my lungs doubling their pace.
“You were beautiful up there, you know,” I say quietly as we’re both lost in this trance.
Her cheeks flush with my words and her tongue comes out, gliding across her bottom lip and making it glisten with the neon lights of the bar.
There’s a pull between us and it’s getting stronger. I find myself leaning in to kiss her, to taste her, but just as we’re only centimeters apart, a man’s voice cuts through our moment.
“Luna, there you are! How’s my most beautiful girl?” A guy slams himself down across from us in the booth.
We both pull out of our closeness and look over at him. She offers up a fake smile and reaches for her drink. “I’m good, Wesley. How about you?”
He gives her a smirk and nods his head as he spins his glass between his hands. “Great! Just thought I’d swing by and see if you were still working at the music store. I’m in need of some private tutoring, if you know what I mean.” He wags his brows at her as a disgusting smile stretches across his face. It kills me that he knows her in ways I don’t . . . yet. But