Ceaseless by Abbi Glines

clubs security team walked in and hauled the girl  u p from her spot on the couch. “I want her gone from the club while I’m here.” I reminded him.
                   He nodded, “Yes sir.”
                   “Why do they get to stay? They came in uninvited too,” she whined and slapped at the guys back. “Leave me alone. I have bigger tits than they do and I’ll suck,” the door slammed behind them cutting off whatever  else  she was about to say. Thank Deity.
                   Once the door closed,  I took a deep breath.
                   “Wow, that was interesting.” Pagan  teased .
                   I grinned at her ,   then  shifted my attention to Gee. “Why don’t you take Miranda to meet the rest of the band. ”  It wasn’t a suggestion ;  I knew Gee and everyone else in the room knew that too.
                   “YAY!” Miranda clapped her hands. “I brought my sharpie --- will they  autograph  my shirt?”
                   She was wearing a white shirt that the band had sold at a beach concert  last year.  S he  had   taken  Pa gan  to that concert al though  Pagan  hadn’t known   who  or  what I was  at the time . “They’ll sign anything you ask them too ,  but  remember  they are a  raunchy  crowd. You’ ll   wind up with  a lot of names   on your chest.”
                   Miranda beamed at my warning.  She was definitely in a better mood. Pagan had told me about what happened with the other girl. I wished I could tell her that it would be okay. That the soul she’d loved in Wyatt was the same soul that was living inside Nathan. But I couldn’t. She’d have to figure this out on her on.
                   “I got this. She’ll be fine,” Gee replied and led Miranda back out of the door leaving me alone with Pagan.
                   “Why do I feel like you just sent them away on purpose?” Pagan asked as she looked up at me through her eyelashes.
                   “Because you’re a smart girl. I have a thing for females with brains,” I replied.
                   “ Ooooh ,  that explains why you weren’t attracted to the topless  model perfect body  who was more than willing to do whatever you wanted with her.” I cringed mentally thinking of the girl who had been in here. I didn’t even want to take Pagan over to the couch and have her sit where the girl had been. It felt tainted now.
                   “All I wanted to do with her was get her the hell away from me. Nothing about that train wreck was attractive.”
                   Pagan liked my answer. I could see it in her eyes. I was proving to her that  I wasn’t the depraved sex - crazed  man - whore she assumed I was  just  because I was a singer in a band. She took a step toward me and I didn’t reach out and touch her. I wanted to see exactly what she was planning  to do . If she started to move I may grab her and hold on but right now I wanted her to feel like she was in control.
                   “That is very sexy, Dank Walker. Just so you know. Most guys wouldn’t have cared about anything other than her looks.”  The awe in her voice made my chest expand.
                   “ I’m glad you realiz e  I’m a little deeper than you first assumed,” I replied.
                   Pagan placed a hand on my chest and ran it up until she was touching  the  necklace that she’d bought me before my last concert ,  before her memory was taken from her. She’d said lead singers needed some  jewelry .  She’d chosen a  Celtic knot  on a black string. She said the knot was endless and so were we. I hadn’t taken it off since.  I kept it tucked inside my shirt unless I was going onstage. I didn’t like people to touch it. Pagan had given it to me. It