Page 80 of Love is a Dance Step
Piper patted his shoulder. “Melanie chose which dancers will accompany you guys to the fundraiser. I’d be your plus one myself, but I’d rather stab a fork into my eyes than do that.”
“Ouch, Pipes. Harsh.” Noah lifted a hand for a high five, but Piper ignored him.
“We want Nolan accompanying Jo,” Piper continued. “And Brooke and Lola are now your most recognizable dancers. They’ve already agreed to go. Noah says he’ll poison everyone at the event if he has to go with Brooke, so Lola will be his date.” She sent Noah a pointed glare. “Which leaves you with—”
“Brooke.” He’d thought tonight would be bad enough with the tuxes and having to perform on his own, but now… “Fine.” He’d have given everything in that moment to switch dates with Noah, to walk into the ballroom with Lola on his arm. But these were the very people who could never know about the night before.
He didn’t need Piper’s disappointment or Melanie’s “fix-it mode.” Jo would only laugh, but Noah would give him a punch-worthy smirk.
Keeping his secret was a much better option. It was something only for him, only for Lola. No one else had to know his fingers itched to feel her skin, his lips burned for her kiss.
What was wrong with him? He’d told himself he hadn’t broken his rule the night before, but the rule wasn’t only about sex. He avoided all complications on tour, anything that could take his focus off his job.
And Lola… well, she was one giant complication.
Because when she kissed him, he didn’t want her to stop.
Melanie snapped her fingers in front of his face, bringing him from his own thoughts.
“Sorry.”
She shook her head. “If you weren’t so…you,I’d throw you out the window.”
“Um, thanks? I think.” He looked to Noah. “Was that a compliment?”
Noah shrugged. “Probably. Gotta read between the Mel lines.”
“Boys, will you shut up?” Melanie huffed out a breath. “I will be at the fundraiser tonight, but you will arrive without me. Your tuxes will be sent to your rooms. I’ve already had my local girl picking them out along with ballgowns for the ladies.”
“Wait, how do you know their sizes?” Noah leaned forward.
She rolled her eyes. “It was a very complicated calculation based on what I estimated their waistlines were when I looked at them.”
“Really?”
“No. I asked them.” She turned to Piper. “Make sure they’re in the lobby by six. I’m having a car pick them up.”
Piper nodded. “They’ll be there if I have to hog-tie them and throw them over my shoulders.”
Noah shot Drew a grin. “Your assistant says the nicest things.”
Drew stood. “If you had an assistant, you could be hog-tied too.”
“Why do I need my own when I have yours?” He got to his feet and pressed a kiss to Piper’s cheek. “See all you yanks later.”
They watched him saunter out the door before Jo groaned. “Does he realize the meeting isn’t over yet?”
Melanie glanced toward the door. “He’s…”
“Yeah.” Drew and Jo said at the same time.
Piper sat in Noah’s vacated seat. “Okay, let’s go over the next leg of the tour. We only have a few more weeks left with Noah and Jo, so we’ll make it count.”
Those words made something inside Drew tighten with dread. He hated the idea of finishing up the tour without his friends. A new singer would come on in their place, but it wasn’t the same. Noah and Jo made him feel like he wasn’t alone in this.
And soon, he would be.
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