XVIII

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VIC'S POV

"Let's toast to the reunion!" I held up a glass. 

We were all celebrating the band getting back together at a restaurant. The new album was finally underway and we predict that 2012 will be our year. 

"Now that (Y/N) and Vic are back together we best keep our hands off her!" Jaime put down his glass. I rolled my eyes.

"You weren't so lucky." Tony giggled. 

"Yeah, we have a damn good thing. Don't ruin it, Tony." I warned him. (Y/N) started rubbing my leg.

"Please." Tony shook his head.

"Hey! I'm not good enough for you?" (Y/N) shouted.

"You just look good sitting next to him." Tony put his hands up.

"Baby, stay away from my friends. I need them." I joked. She tortured me with her beautiful face.

"It's okay. I have you." She leaned on my shoulder and her hand gripped my pants. I sat up in response and my breath hitched. 

"You okay, dude?" Mike wondered. I nodded and leaned near (Y/N).

"I want you in the most unromantic way." I whispered.

"Boy, (Y/N) really got down your throat and into your veins, dude." Jaime stabbed his food and laughed.

He was right. She had her hooks in me.


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