"Shit!" I whispered. I didn’t want to risk that girl overhearing me.

Mia giggled. It was nice to see someone was getting some amusement out of my predicament. Though I suppose if anyone was going to get amusement out of me being out of sorts it would be her.

"What's the big deal? I'm sure they catch people back here doing what you're doing all the time!"

"Yeah," I said. "But if she takes a picture and that gets out…"

Mia's eyes widened in understanding. "We’ll be the top story on those online gossip rags Kayla was always going on about!"

“Yup.”

Even if it didn’t make some of the more mainstream gossip sites, and that was possible considering how my star was on the decline, if a fan publication picked it up that would create enough of a stink that some of the bigger more mainstream sites would scent blood in the water.

"Okay then," Mia said. "You're the expert. How are you getting us out of this?"

"How am I going to get us out of this? I have no idea!"

"Fine," Mia said. She rolled her eyes. "Let me do the talking."

She moved to open the door and I felt terror for a moment. I'd lived life in front of the cameras for long enough that I had an almost instinctive reaction to turn away from an opening door when there were potential prying lenses on the other side. I was terrified that girl would be waiting there with her cell phone in hand. I was convinced she somehow knew who I was and she was going to try to strike it rich by selling that picture to the highest bidder.

Mia opened the door just barely wide enough to stick her head out. She had a smile plastered on her face and she paused to roll her eyes at me before she looked out.

"I'm fine, thanks!"

Only it seemed the girl wasn’t willing to leave it at that. No, she was obviously curious where I'd gone to. Rightly so, probably. Who's to say I hadn't slipped into the back and was robbing the place blind or something?

At least that's what I told myself. I knew the real reason she was probably looking for me was the same reason most women tended to look at me. It's not like I could help it, though I sure as hell took advantage of my good looks when I was younger. Something that I felt ashamed of now every time I thought about it. No, that girl was wondering where I was because she wanted to get another look.

What can I say? My good looks were a curse as much as they were a blessing sometimes. They'd made my career, but they also made it impossible for me to go out in public.

"And where did your friend disappear to?"

"He's around," Mia said.

"But I didn't see him…"

"I said he's around. He'll probably be back, now could you please leave me alone?"

"Fine," the girl said.

A definite hint of iciness had entered into her voice. No, she didn't seem at all pleased to have Mia talking to her like that. Fine. Sticking her nose in where it wasn't wanted? Having Mia get a little snippy with her was the least she deserved, even if she was just doing her job.

Mia closed the door and turned back to me. She was breathing heavily, and I couldn't tell whether she was breathing heavily because of the makeout session or because she didn't like confronting that girl. Either way I was so in love with her in that moment. She'd handled that masterfully.

"You're a natural at this," I said. "I should invite you on tour to run security. You're much better than most of those assholes were at getting rid of inquiring eyes, with the exception of Jake."

"So?" Mia asked, looking me up and down with a slightly confrontational look, her arms crossing under her breasts which only served to draw my attention to that most distracting bit of her anatomy.

So my cock was throbbing as I looked at her. It was straining for her. I was in a mood where I wanted to wheel her around, pull that dress up, and have my way with her right here and now in the changing room.

Only that would definitely give things away to the girl we’d just managed to get rid of. That would definitely cause her to bring the cameras. Probably call the cops as well, and that would be one hell of a news story. Not only would I be caught on camera, but there'd be an arrest record to go along with it.

No, as much fun as it might be to bend her over, to see if she was up for a little fun like last night, I’d control myself. I could wait and hope she’d be in a mood later when the moment was more opportune.

"Shouldn't you be going?" she asked. "Before that girl comes back?"

She was asking if I should be going, but there was a hitch in her voice. It seemed like she was having trouble backing up her desire to get me out of here.

Yeah, that hitch in her voice said it all.

"I don't want to leave," I said, my desire overcoming my better judgment.

I advanced on her, and once more I put my hands out. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating perfume that was her. Enjoyed the soft and yet so firm sensation that was her body pressing against mine again. God damn she was so hot. She got me so worked up!

I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Leaned in. I noticed that for all her attempts to seem like she wasn't interested, to act like the ice queen, she melted as my lips brushed against hers. She even opened her mouth and I thought I detected her tongue moving out, but I pulled away.

I grinned. Now it was my turn it to be the tease. It was my turn to get her worked up and leave her wanting more. Hopefully that more would come later tonight if things went well and we found a hotel. I didn't want to take her back to my tour bus. Not again. There was something about it that seemed slightly sleazy. It reminded me of all of the other women I'd had in the back of a tour bus over the years, and I wanted Mia to be different. I wanted her to be something more. The way I felt about her… I had a hard time putting it into words. I had a hard time even thinking about it. She drove me that crazy!

"I'm leaving, but you go ahead and leave that dress on."

Mia cocked an eyebrow at me. "Why would I do that?"

I grinned. "Because that's the one and I’m buying it for you."

She turned and looked at herself in the mirror, then turned back and smiled at me. "If you say so, but I'd…" She hesitated. She smiled and then she frowned and then she fixed her eyes on me. It was a laser focus that had me paralyzed in place.

Finally she seemed to come to a decision and a huge grin split her face. "Of course I'm not done with my date night outfit yet."

"What are you talking about?"

Mia suddenly looked innocent. Or at least she looked like she was trying to look innocent. I'm not sure she was necessarily doing a great job of it considering she also had a naughty grin that made it obvious I was going to like whatever it was she was about to say.