“Damn it.” I dug in my purse for the burner phone and typed out a quick text: I love you. “He asked Christopher to take me home with him.” I looked at him miserably before my gaze slid over to Ireland. The host talked to the band a bit more and I wandered away, searching. “About an amazing love story.” The host smiled into the camera and rambled on, but I tuned him out, my gaze searching for Gideon. “It’s an amazing song by an amazing band.” I blinked, realizing he was outing me as the Eva on national television. “And Eva, did you play yourself in the video?” Was it the song that brought you and Eva back together?” “Brett, you really put yourself out there with this. “Wow,” the host said, leaning into the band with mic in hand. I was freaking out that millions of people were going to see it. I couldn’t believe how personal the video was. His smile slowly faded when he got a good look at my expression. The video ended with a shot of Brett looking soulful and tormented, a single tear sliding down his cheek. He was seeing one of the wildest times in my life relived before his eyes and it was very real to him. The fact that actors were playing us helped me deal with it a little better, but one glance at Gideon’s stony face told me it didn’t matter to him. Those intimate memories were intercut with shots of the real Brett still singing onstage with the rest of the guys in the band. “Golden” was a sexually charged song and the actress did all the things Brett sang about-dropping to her knees for a Brett lookalike, making out with him in a bar restroom, and straddling his lap in the back of a classic ’67 Mustang just like the one Brett owned. The next three minutes of my life passed in a horrified daze. She had my curvy butt and hips, and her profile was similar enough to mine to understand immediately who she was meant to be. She was my height, with the same hair color and style as mine before I’d recently cut it. The camera was careful to film only her backside and profile, but the girl was undeniably meant to be me. There was a crowd dancing, but they were cast in black and white while a lone blonde was strikingly colored. The camera slowly backed away from Brett, revealing a dance floor in front of the stage where he sang. The effect his voice had on me was powerful and immediate, just as it’d always been. He began to sing, his voice deep and rough. The black screen suddenly lit up, revealing Brett sitting on a stool in front of a mic in a puddle of light, just as he’d been at the concert. The host announced the exclusive premiere of the video, and then the screen switched from showing the logo of the show to the start of the video and the first chords of the song began. ![]() Let’s hope it pays off, because fuckin’ A, it’s hot as hell out here.” It was the only way Vidal could get them to give us any coverage. “This whole event was set up just to get us on this TV show and Internet simulcast. I headed over to the band, smiling when I saw how excited they were. “Go on,” he said with a jerk of his chin. My gaze searched out Brett, who’d rejoined the crowd, and found him waving me over. “If you’re done being offended for my sake,” Gideon said, coming up so close behind me that he brushed up against me, “they’re about five minutes from starting the video.” “Tell Rick’s parents to look up the Crossroads Foundation.” “Don’t start,” I told him, narrowing my gaze in warning. I was irritated enough that it took me a minute to note the hint of a smile on his face. I turned around at the sound of Gideon’s voice, not having realized he’d come up behind me. “Convenient? They think it’s convenient?” “Rick says his parents think it’s ‘convenient’ that Gideon is so rich now,” she muttered. “That’s not your fault,” I said, angry on her behalf. ![]() My gaze went to Cary, whose brows were lifted above the line of his shades. “His grandparents lost most of their money to that scheme Gideon’s dad ran.” “I really like him-a lot-but it’s weird, because he can’t let his parents know he’s dating me.” I could have fallen in love with him under different circumstances. “So …” She looked at me with those blue eyes that were so like Gideon’s. ![]() “I can’t believe they’re so much hotter in person,” Ireland said, looking over at where the guys were doing their prelaunch interview with the TV show host. His mouth curved in a slow smile, revealing that decadent dimple. “One time inside you and you’ll remember how it is between us.” “It’s only going to take once,” he murmured in my ear, his voice sinful as always.
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