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Louis opened his mouth to defend himself, and then a woman stepped out of the stall from behind Lestat. Her blonde hair was spilling out over her shoulders, tousled from where Lestat’s fingers had been, and was doing a better job of covering her up than the scraps of fabric pressed skin-tight against her.
“Go on out, baby,” Lestat said as he stepped to the side of her. He ran his hands along the curve of her back to settle on her ass without so much as breaking eye contact with Louis. “I’ll find you backstage, just let me speak to Lou first.”
Two elasticated thong straps sat low on his hips. There was a lipstick-stained kiss against the stretch of skin there.
Lestat grinned at him. “Don’t be jealous. I mean, I’d have loved to do a line off your rack instead, I just didn’t think it was on the menu tonight. Isn’t that your boyfriend out there?”