Page 25 of Unstoppable Love


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He thinks for a moment and then shakes his head. "Alright, fair enough. You've clearly got me beat with sexual innuendos tonight."

I smirk. "Well, you're easy."

"Hey!" He pulls back offended. "Just for that I'm going to make you work for it."

I laugh. "I can't."

"Can't?"

"No, it isn't the move right now for me to get into another relationship." Zara would manage it if I did but she’d be annoyed to have to pivot the narrative.

"Who said anything about a relationship?"

"Well, no one, but I don't like hook-ups."

"How do you know if you haven't had one?"

"I have a feeling." I say.

"Alright, how about a fuck buddy? You ever had one of those?"

"No."

"Hmm." He takes a sip and leans back in his seat contemplating. "My team comes to Nashville a few times a year."

"Do you need restaurant recommendations or something?" I ask, unsure where he's going.

"Nah, I'm thinking we could see each other when I'm in town."

"Oh, yeah, sure." I scoff as the bartender rings a bell signaling last call.

"And, I'm sure there's some reason for a mouthful of a rockstar to come to D.C." Duncan leads and I chuckle.

"Not many honestly."

He leans back looking impressed. "I don't usually have to work for it."

"And here I thought I was the spoiled kid."

He barks out a warm laugh and I marvel at how natural and comfortable I feel with him. Would a one-night-stand be so bad?

I mean, no, I know it would be good. Like, it would be really good. But, I'm more worried about after, would I be able to walk away? Or would I be in even more trouble than I already am.

Zara told me to come home and write a heartbreak album but every time I've tried I come up blank. I can't put into words how much the cheating hurt. How I thought I had finally broken through the noise of everything and found someone who understood the pressure and the fame.

But, he didn't feel that way about me.

Or, he found a better source of it.

"You've drifted." Duncan says placing his hand on my forearm and I blink back to the present.

"Yeah, sorry, occupational hazard." I shrug.

"Coming up with song lyrics?"

"The opposite. I haven't been able to write anything new in a while." But, that's not true, I developed a new melody this afternoon. I look up into Duncan's intoxicating brown eyes and he gives me a quizzical look. "Maybe you're right, maybe I need a shake up."

His eyebrow lifts.