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I’m glad you enjoyed the show.”
    “I’d heard about you from my roommate,” he continued easily, “he told me about this amazing chic band and nagged me to come see. I’m glad— very glad —I went.”
    Someone bumped into me from behind, pushing me forward and into Luke. My chest squashed up against his and for the briefest moment I smelled him. Strong, clean, and masculine. I tilted my head to look up, an apology on the tip of my tongue, only to find my face inches from his. My hands were braced on his chest.
    His eyes were darker now, almost an emerald green, and they dipped to my mouth, the pupils slightly dilated. Was he going to kiss me? Here? Now? In the middle of the party? Was I going to let a complete stranger kiss me?
    My heart was hammering in my chest and the butterflies were going crazy in my stomach. I licked my lips.
    I wanted him to kiss me. Suddenly I was very glad that I had come to this party after all.
    He reached up a hand and brushed it over my cheek, his touch warm and gentle. Then he held my face, examining me, his eyes searching. “Who hurt you?”
    His words were like a bucket of cold water to my inflamed desires. A coldness settled in the pit of my belly and I stepped back, confused. I was so good at reading people normally. I rarely got it wrong. But the look I’d thought was desire in his eyes a moment ago was nothing more than pity.
    “Excuse me,” I muttered and pushed past him as I continued to make my way to the bathroom.
    I glanced at my watch. Ten more minutes. Ten more minutes and then I was free to leave.
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    Luke
     
    I ran a hand through my hair and cursed. I’d scared her off. Damn it. I hadn’t meant to do that, but I wanted to know what happened to her. Who gave her that ugly purple bruise on her cheek? Who had hurt her?
    And if I was honest, I wanted to know so I could go and beat the living crap out of them.
    Pushing through the crowd, I followed in the direction she had fled, but I couldn’t see her. The crowd closed in and swallowed her up. Going to the large winding staircase I stood on the bottom step to get a better view. I saw Toby, the same girl over his shoulder, a bored expression on her face. Drugs . I recognized the look. The girl was as high as a kite.
    “You seen Trinity anywhere?” I asked him, trying to keep my voice neutral.
    He quirked an eyebrow. “The lead singer?”
    I nodded.
    A grin tugged at the edges of his lips. “Nope, sorry mate, haven’t seen her. She doesn’t usually come to Tony’s parties.”
    “She’s here tonight.”
    “Oh really?” Toby was amused. “You got a thing for Trinity hey? Well join the queue mate and be prepared to wait. She doesn’t date, doesn’t screw around at all. She might look like a proper rock chic but it’s all for show. Take her off the stage and she’s a completely different chick.”
    I stopped scanning the crowd and focused my attention back on Toby. “You know her?”
    He shrugged. “Sure. When she’s not strutting her stuff with Moonstone she’s serving coffee at The Bean near campus.”
    I nodded. Great . That was good. If I lost her now I would have a way to find her. But I didn’t want to lose her now.
    Suddenly I spotted the white glow of her blonde hair disappearing out the front door. Someone held it open for her and whispered something in her ear and she turned, smiling up at them. I imagined her giggling at whatever they said and remembered her giggle on stage. Even though she dressed tough, and sang in a rock band, and strutted her stuff like she’d give Gwen Stefani a run for her money, she did something amazingly sweet like giggled.
    I wanted to hear her giggle again.
    I wanted to be the one to make her giggle.
    “Gotta go, mate,” I said quickly to Toby, pushing past him, “catch ya later.”
    He chuckled but I didn’t spare him a look. I needed to wrangle my way through the crowd to her. A little voice inside my head told me to stop and hold back. I didn’t know