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car?” she asked .
    “Sure thing . Or you could crash here.”
    Candy laughed . “That’s okay. This was a really fun one night stand, though. I can’t believe how many times you made me come.”
    “Come to my concert next weekend.”
    Candy looked at him with wide blue eyes. She was beautiful—but not in the way that he was used to. Her intellect shone through her eyes, and her whole face lit up when she smiled. And those curves… day-um . Fucking hot as hell. She looked like a real person instead of an inflatable doll, and that turned him on.
    “Really?” she asked.
    “Yeah , really. You can hang out on the side of the stage and watch the show, and then we’ll come back here.”
    “I —I don’t know.”
    “What’s to know? We click . Just say yes.”
    “Okay . Yes.”
    Candy smiled at him and Dave c ouldn’t help but to smile back.
    * **
    Two days later, Candy sa t at her computer and saved the final version of a website she’d been working on. It had taken her twice as long as usual because she felt so…distracted.
    Yup, distracted. That was the only way to describe how her mind kept going back to her evening with Dave Roads. The thought made her grin to herself. She hadn’t told anyone how her evening with a rock star had ended. For now, it was her delicious secret.
    Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she gasped when she saw the caller ID. Speak of the devil! She laughed to herself and took a breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach.
    “I wasn’t expecting you to really call me,” she said.
    “Yeah, well I’m still in town doing press stuff all week before my show this weekend . I don’t have a lot of free time, but I’d like to take you on a little adventure.”
    Candy raised her eyebrows and looked around her empty apartment . She had finished designing that website for her latest client, so she did have the afternoon free…
    “Al l right,” she said. She gave him her address and rushed to get into something sexier than her sweatpants before he got to her house.
    An hour later , his driver pulled up and Candy stepped out her front door. Dave was already out of the car, looking amazing as ever even in the bright of day. The sun glinted off the silver rings that adorned one ear. He’d obviously skipped shaving that morning, a look he could totally pull off.
    “Where are we going?” Candy asked.
    “I want to buy some toys that I can use on you this weekend after my gig.”
    “Toys?” She had no idea what he was talking about , but she had a sneaking suspicion she was going to enjoy it. She just had to keep reminding herself that this fling was meant to be short and sweet.
    No time for broken hearts.
    Dave grinned. “Come on, I’ve only got an hour before I’m supposed to do a photo shoot.” He opened the car door for her and ushered her into the back seat.
    “Can I offer you a drink?” he asked politely.
    “It’s only four o’clock.”
    “Well, it’s five o’clock somewhere, and we’re not driving.”
    Candy laughed and accepted the little mini bottle of vodka that he handed her from the minibar in the back of the limo. It went down smooth and she was feeling so good that she didn’t even blink when they pulled up in front of a sex shop.
    “ Oh my gosh, so that’s what you meant by toys.”
    “Damn straight . Let’s go shopping.”
    ** *
    Dave had to laugh when he saw the look on Candy’s face as they entered the sex shop . The huge dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and sexy costumes that covered the store must seem a bit insane to her.
    He picked up a vibrating wand . “Let’s get this.”
    Candy looked at the price tag and her mouth dropped open . “Really?”
    “Don’t worry, sexy girl, it’s on me.”
    Candy laughed and nodded. “Whatever you say then.”
    “I was hoping you’d say that . Go pick out a butt plug.”
    Candy looked over her shoulder as if she were hoping no one heard him, but none of the other couples roaming the store even raised an