"I have to go with you—why, again?" "You signed us up for this. You will suffer along with me." Aiden searched his memory. Yeah, he had signed them up for the party. At the time, he’d agreed, and not for the first time since Megan had made it back into town was he second-guessing his decisions. He kept his feet propped on his desk. "This can’t wait, why?" Megan placed a hand on her well-rounded hip. He lost track of thought for a moment, visualizing his hands on her bare skin, gripping her to him. He shook his head when she spoke. "Their combined party is in twenty-four hours. If we wait any longer, we won’t be able to book the band." "Riverbed has a band?" Megan placed her hand on her other hip. His eyes followed the motion. Her fingers sank into the soft flesh, and he held his breath. He knew how soft her skin was, how it tasted as good as it looked. Was he turning into a cannibal? Her fingers tightened, and he could almost feel how hot her skin would get when he’d sink his teeth into her side.
