“Right.”I gulped.“I’ll just go get my date then.”
“Go get her, tiger.”Ella grinned before jumping back into her Jeep.
I huffed, pulled at my sweaty collar, and headed for the door Ella had pointed out.I don’t know why I thought I should wear a coat.Between my nerves and the Vegas heat, I was a swampy mess.
Reaching Kylie’s door—I hoped—I rang the bell and stood back so the doorbell camera could capture me.
“Hello?”A woman’s voice came through.
Shit, I couldn’t remember her last name.“Is this Kylie’s apartment?”
“Noah?”she squealed.
“Uh, yeah.”
“I’ll be right there!”
I could hear the exclamation point in her voice.It was a little disconcerting.I hadn’t been an exclamation point kinda guy in a long time.
When the door opened, I about swallowed my tongue.“Kylie?”
The blonde woman standing in front of me nodded.
I nodded dazedly back.She’d poured her athletic frame into a tight, red dress with tiny straps at the shoulders and almost no coverage over her very round tits.If she bent over, I bet one of those babies would pop right out.And when she turned to close her door behind her, her dress sparkled in the late Vegas evening light.
“Uh, you look amazing.”I thrusted out the bouquet of roses I’d been clutching this whole time.“These are for you.”
She smiled as she accepted them.“Thank you.They’re lovely.”
“And match your dress,” I replied stupidly.
She laughed like it was the funniest thing she’d ever heard.
Oh.
Tonight was going to be likethat.
I sighed and put my game face on.“You ready for your date with a rock star?”
She nodded eagerly.
“Well, all right.”I clasped her hand in mine and led the way back to the limo.
Our driver stood next to the open rear door with an impassive expression.I nodded to him then helped Kylie into the car.The driver lifted his brows at me.I shook my head and headed around the back of the car to the other rear door.I wasn’t going to make Kylie scoot over for me.
Only when I opened that door, Kylie was sitting close by.
“Oops.Sorry.”She giggled.“I thought you were getting in the same side.”
Something about her giggle just pierced my ear wrong.I fought to keep my grimace from showing.“No problem.You mind scooting over a little?”
“Oh.Right.”
When I finally settled into the seat, I heard her give a shaky sigh and felt bad.Maybe I wasn’t giving her a chance.Everyone sounded a little high-strung when they were nervous.Well, except for Alice.I was pretty sure she led with her jaw and narrowed eyes when she was nervous.When she first started on tour with us, she’d earned a rep as a tough, don’t-fuck-with-her chick.
Pretty much the opposite of the delicate looking woman sitting next to me.
“So have you been to the Palms restaurant before?”I asked.
