Flynn
I get drunk on the energy of the crowd. On having Nadia here making me believe crazy things are possible.
She seems completely at ease tonight–no signs of panic. She’s still here at closing time, sitting on the edge of the stage, kicking her bad-a*s lace-up boots.
The staff had a helluva time getting everyone out of here tonight, and I can tell they’re all exhausted from the crowd. They want us out.
“Come here,” I say, backing up to her and holding my hands out for a piggyback ride.
She laughs. “I don’t need that tonight.”
I twist to catch sight of her lovely face over my shoulder. “I need it, Peaches.”
She giggles and climbs on.
I run with her on my back up to the bar where Danica is sitting in the corner waiting for Rue.
“You assholes,” Danica says when I get there. “You’r
