Chapter 73

Fallon

I watched in wide-eyed amazement as girls ran their hands over his rock hard body, I had to remind myself over and over again that this was his job.

But now that he'd had sex, would it translate to something else?

His hips pressed into the air and then against a girl's hand.

My jaw nearly came unhinged when one girl started licking his wrist and then took a bite.

His eyes fluttered closed as he moved fluidly with the crowd, like they were his drug, his next hit, his voice, or the recording rose above the music as lights flashed across his perfectly sculpted face.

The entire set buzzed with electricity.

Zane, in his element, was completely and utterly unstoppable. The type of talent you see once in a lifetime and wonder how the heck he does it every day without having a nervous breakdown.

And suddenly everything he said, clicked into place.

The anxiety.

The way he'd grown up.

And the constant pressure from the very crowd that adored him, a crowd that in one instant c