Page 84 of Forever and Ever

And what if my demo hits? What happens with us then? Even with Noah’s apparent dedication to making this work, I’m not sure how we would see each other if we someday ended up on different tours.

Someday.

I actually just thought of a future with Noah, and it didn’t scare me. When did this happen?

“Enjoy it while you can and just see where it goes,” Cassie says, always having the right thing to say in situations like this. I’m not the comforting friend. I’m the one who tells you like it is.

“If it’s meant to work out, then it will.” Cassie reaches across me and plants a hand on Quinn’s knee.

“On that note.” I place my hand over both of theirs. “Let’s fucking dance. We are too young and too hot to be sitting in a club talking about our feelings. I came to party, let’s get to it.”

They both shake their heads at me and laugh, but I don’t care. I grab their hands and drag them up from the table.

“You three look like trouble,” Sebastian says, as we walk up to the group.

“The best kind.” I wink at him, then I reach out a hand toward Noah. “Dance with me.”

It’s strange how the little things are what bring a lump to my throat. The fact that I didn’t realize the hole inside me from not having him before. And now, instead of watching him disappear with some groupie, he’s grabbing my hand and pulling me toward him.

His mouth dips near my ear and he whispers, “Anything for you, beautiful.”

It sends goosebumps the full length of my spine.

“Crap, I’m the fifth wheel now,” Quinn says as Cassie latches onto Sebastian.

“No, you’re not.” Eloise comes up beside Quinn and slips her arm through hers. “Let’s show them how it’s done.”

They head into the crowd first and the four of us follow until we settle in an open spot on the dance floor. The beat is vibrating the walls, but I feel calmed by it as I stand in Noah’s arms.

Even in heels tonight, he’s a good half-foot taller. And with his chin tipped down and his hair falling around his face, I look up at him like we’re in our own little bubble.

“You survived the ladies?” Noah grins.

“Barely,” I say. “Are the guys that bad?”

“Oh yeah, you know Rome, loves to talk about my relationship status.” Noah laughs, and I can’t help but smile trying to picture it. “The most I got was,so you guys are fucking, and I shut them up with a nod and the middle finger.”

“Lucky.” I groan.

Noah’s hands slip down to my ass and he squeezes right where his fingertips graze the hemline of my very short jumper.

“If we don’t leave soon, I’m going to bend you over a bathroom sink,” Noah says, grabbing onto my ass harder.

“That’s not very sanitary,” I say, but he shrugs. “And we just got here.”

“Fuck everyone, I’d rather be inside you than talking to them anyway.”

“Something we agree on.” I lift an eyebrow at him and smile.

Noah’s hands move up and he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me tight to his body, his erection already hard and ready for me.

“Someone wasn’t lying.” I press myself firmer against him.

He growls as he sways us to the music. “Not lying. Although, as much as I want to drag you home right now, this is better.”

“Getting out?”

“Showing you off as mine.”

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