"You can have a backstage pass anytime you want," he replied. What guy would turn down a girl like her?
CJ watched, taking a deep drag off his cigarette, as she turned on her stomach and stretched for something on the floor. Her clothing, he assumed. She had a nice ass. Hell, she had a nice everything.
He got up from the chair and approached, brushing his hand over the curve of one cheek and leaning down to kiss the small of her back. "I'm gonna shower. You can show yourself out, right?" He straightened up and started for the bathroom door. "Hey, if you want to use that fake ID of yours tonight, I'm thinking about attending that 20's shindig." He gave her a wink before disappearing into the bathroom.