"Yes. Yes, I was." She beamed proudly.
He chuckled lowly, his curls shaking in the air. Her heart raced as the urge to run her fingers through his hair appeared. She'd touched those luscious curls before so touching them again. Heck, she wouldn't mind that at all. "What brings you here?"
"Selena," she gestured to her friend who was already fawning over Joe. Selena was bouncing on the sofa as Joe strummed his guitar. Every time he strummed a chord, she'd jump. Wow, Sel, way too give him the benefit of the doubt. "My best friend."
"Ah, yes. The one that dragged you away awhile ago." He smirked. Nick leaned closer, his lips almost touching her ear as she could feel the warm breath tickling her skin. "How about we get out of here? There's a bar two blocks away. I'd love to buy you a drink."
Miley's heart stuttered repeatedly as her face warmed. "As fantastic as that sounds, I can't leave Sel behind because well… she's Sel. Before you know it, she'd probably be having a piggy back ride from one of your security guards. And that image isn't as normal as it sounds." She shook her head. She remembered the time she had left Selena in her office when she went to get documents from Mr. Bryan. She found Selena stretched out on the couch, heels off, feet up with a porn magazine in hand.
"Oh, pish posh!" Sel's voice chirped from the sofa. "Let's all go together," she threw flirtatious looks in Joe's directions, which he basked in happily. Joe set his guitar aside and nodded in agreement. "See! Come on! It'll be tons of fun."
"Great. Let me just tell Kevin that we're leaving before he starts another make out session with Dani." The older brother rolled his eyes and disappeared out into the hallway.
The three were left in awkward silence.
"So… Nick, how long have you been in the band?"
"Since I was 12," he shrugged. Miley was quite surprised. Selena was dressed in a skimpy, sexy number that she had bought a few days back. But he had returned his full attention to Miley with eyes sparkling with excitement. "I didn't know you worked at Hollywood Records."
She frowned, "How did you even know that I worked there?"
"Bryan's a close friend of my father's. We got signed because of him, well of course for our music too. But I happened to see you walking by when we had a meeting with our agent. I wanted to drop by but Tim's a maniac when it comes to arranging tours." He sighed and stared at her apologetically.
She felt endeared by the gesture, "Oh, that's alright. Maybe next time."
"Definitely," he grinned, his pearly whites showing.
"How about heading to that bar now? The fans are cleared out, we're ready to roll." Joe popped his head through the door. Selena squealed and skipped towards him. They laughed and headed out together.
Nick offered an arm to her and she linked arms. "Shall we paint this town red tonight, m'lady?" He did a tiny bow.
Miley giggled and curtsied. "Yes, we shall."
- IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN -
The music pounded through Miley's eardrums and she was so ready to leave until she caught sight of Nick's to-die-for body moving along in the crowd with Joe. They had attracted many ladies who didn't really recognize them as musicians but as smoking hot men on the dance floor. Not to mention the fact that they're totally killing their moves. Damn. She watched Nick's hips sway from side to side and the sexy smirk on his lips.
She downed the rest of her martini and asked for another.
This was going to be a long night.
Nick stared at her with those dark, soulful eyes again. His lips curled into a mischievous grin.
She gulped. A very long night.
Sorry, pretty short chapter but this is the first time I've updated in over a year! HOLY CRAP! I'm hoping some of my readers are still here because some of you anticipated this so much that I feel so guilty for abandoning this site. I may not post that much anymore since I'm not a huge Niley fan but I still love to write with OC's. I don't publish them but I might start in my wattpad so you can check it out there ;)