When Fangirls Lie
“Staffan sat in front of them, bare-chested, one arm stretched along the back of the leather couch, which spanned the entire length of one wall. As his lazy gaze touched them one by one, Saffi tried to look as cool and at ease as the nine other girls with her inside his dressing room even though she had absolutely no idea what was about to happen.
Surely…surely Staffan wouldn’t be, umm, hand-selecting all of them at the same time?
Staffan managed to stop himself from smirking at the way her gaze flitted about the room, lingering on the other women but never on him. She was the only person here who was not comfortable, the only one who wasn’t able to look at him in the eye.
Good. Maybe in a bit she would cry wolf, and he’d finally understand what she was up to.
“You.”
Mitch, standing next to her, elbowed her none too gently at the side. “He’s talking to you, idiot.”
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