

They drifted into movement, stealing everyone’s attention, silencing conversations through awe. As the music started, Sasha let out a squeal and ran from her conversation with Mason and Sidney to be at Sean’s side. He grunted, holding Melody’s attention for one more penetrating moment before striding heavy footed to the side of the dance floor to turn on the iPod. “The two of you are beginning to sound like Mitch and Blake. “I’m not interested in groupies,” he growled. “You’ll have every groupie eating out of the palm of your hand.” It didn’t matter because the roles wouldn’t change. She couldn’t convince herself to see the same magic when he danced with Sasha. In her mind, rehearsing with him was a fairytale.

“And once you do the same with Sasha, you’ll realize the clip is far better.” She wasn’t sure if she was lying to Sean as well as herself.

“And I’ve told you, it’s only a matter of time.” She met Sean’s defiant frown, refusing to wither under his stare. “You’ve already told me I haven’t perfected my facial expressions.” “Not entirely.” His gruff voice washed over her nerves, making her heart clench. Nauseated over the fear the guys will fuck something up.”

She could barely call herself a choreographer, and she’d set herself up to fail with Sean’s friends because of the way she reacted to the sex tape.Ī shadow darkened Melody’s vision, and she glanced up to see Leah taking the seat beside her. She wasn’t sure she fit anywhere anymore. It should’ve been soothing, yet it left her hollow. With increasing potency, the large room filled with good natured noise. The women greeted each other with hugs, the men with fist bumps and masculine juts of their chin. The ballroom door opened, held ajar by the bodyguard as the remaining two Reckless Beat members entered the room, Gabi and Alana by their side, and another member of security trailing behind.Ī group formed at the edge of the dance floor. The video highlighted his confident control, showcased his gentleness, and if he nailed the emotion, there wouldn’t be a female whose heart wouldn’t flutter at the sight of it. “It will sell millions.” Because Sean was going to earn the affection of every woman in the world. Melody slunk into the shadows, taking a seat along the wall to stare at the balled fists in her lap. “This track is going to sell millions, and I’m banking all my confidence on this video.” “It’s called free advertising,” Leah drawled.
