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with what you think you’ll need, and then get your ass downstairs.” His blue eyes gleamed with anger.
    “Since when did you become the boss of me, Cage?”
    His jaws clenched tight, as did his fists. He took a deep breath and blew it out. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I barely know you. But that doesn’t change the fact that I don’t like the idea of you sleeping here alone.”
    “I’ll be good here. Besides, it’s nearly daylight. I’ll be fine at least until tonight.” I fell onto the couch, closing my eyes. They burned and I rubbed at them. “I’m just so tired.”
    “Fine.”
    I heard the contained fury in his voice. It wasn’t fine. It was killing him that I wasn’t doing what he wanted, but he could suck it. Everyone could. I needed some sleep.
    The door opened. “Lock this behind me. I’ll be back later to discuss what we want to do next.”
    “Okay.” He was letting me have my way. The least I could do was agree to him checking on me. “What are you going to do?” I peeled open my eyes, sitting up.
    “I’m going to submit the paperwork describing the new evidence and ask that Birdy be released. It’s a long shot, but we might get lucky.” Cage looked fierce. He didn’t look like he hadn’t slept in nearly twenty-four hours; in fact, he reminded me of a warrior. One well dressed and ready for action in the modern world.
    I smiled. “Sounds good.”
    When he was gone I locked the door, took off my clothes, and fell into bed. I think I was unconscious before my eyes closed.

CHAPTER 4
    Griffin
     
    I paced my apartment and wondered for the thousandth time how the hell Katie found out about Nichole. Again, I went over the night. Nichole said she was coming to The Attic, but I hadn’t seen her there. My guess was she’d become distracted by a pretty boy and decided to spend her night with him.
    I’d been more than thrilled she hadn’t shown. But maybe she had. What else could explain Katie finding out about Nichole?
    I texted her. Did you fucking say anything about us tonight? I knew giving Nichole any kind of attention was a bad idea, but I didn’t have a choice. I needed to find out exactly what Katie knew before I said another word to her.
    Nichole texted back. Hey Griffy. I may have mentioned something about our night to a doe-eyed girl who seemed hopelessly in love with you. I figured I was doing you a favor. She wasn’t your type.
    Mother fucking shit. What did you say?
    Why, Griffy, I told her you and I fucked. Was I bad? Do you need to punish me? I can think of all sorts of ways.
    I turned off my phone and tossed it on the bedside table. My relationship with Katie was over—not that it ever really began. I knew I should be thrilled. I’d just dodged a possible serious bullet. My feelings for Katie didn’t fit into my plan. I was leaving in a few days to L.A., would likely sign a contract, and then my already crazy life would get crazier. There’d be endless hours in the recording studio. PR events. Tours. It would be nonstop busy. I didn’t have time for a serious relationship. Not now. Maybe not ever.
    I took off my clothes and jumped in the shower. While I washed I tried to think about all the women I’d fuck, baggage free. But Katie’s eyes kept drifting through my mind. And the way she looked when we’d fucked in her room. Her mouth when we kissed, and the taste of her pussy. My cock grew. I realized as I masturbated, imagining my cock inside her pussy, pounding her hard, that I didn’t want all those other women. I only wanted Katie.
    When I finished I rinsed off and got out, then went to bed. In the morning I’d go to her apartment and talk to her, explain about Nichole. That she meant nothing. That I was sorry. And that I wanted only her. Katie.
    As my mind drifted I thought about her coming on tour with the band. It would be fun, having her there with me. Cheering me on during the shows. Fucking whenever we felt like it. Sleeping in my bed. The guys would love