She rolled her eyes.
"And when the press shows up and outs me for being here and then my dad comes to physically drag me out of your bed at stupid o'clock or, worse yet, before I'm done with you it's your own fault and I get to say told you so."
Marissa registered a slight muscular twitch in Keith's face. Bingo. Heee! She saw those puppy eyes though and leaned in, whispering in his ear.
"Maybe I should just ask the...promoter. I'm sure he knows." She licked his cheek. Because she could.
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