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What was I talking about? The point of the non-exclusive rule was so he could find so withcrushed

"Evenin’" My head snapped up at the static voice drifting through the speakers What the hell? "I’ve been asked to do soured I couldn’t say no" There he stood on stage looking sexier than sin on a sick; his jacket gone, his white shirt unbuttoned at the top showing the colorful ink on his chest, the shirt sleeves rolled up just below his elbows and his hair looking like he’d been nervously running his hands through it, made him absolutely lickable

"Before I start, I just want to say you, my brother, are one lucky son of a bitch, and in case you missed the memo, Scar, welcome to the family, darlin’" My God, his voice set a fire inside ofout; it was raspy and deep It was the epitoirly bits sit up and take notice

Clearing his throat, he stepped back and nodded to the band that I hadn’t seen entering the stage Fuck ? I was so screwed By the time he was done, I’d be a pool of jelly on the floor

The an to whisper across the crowd kissing our ears with sweet sound Each pluck of the strings made my heart beat faster, so by the ti in time with each slap of the sticks

That’s when it happened

Trip opened his ; it was like the earth was pulled out froAbel was flowing frohtly closed, his face conveying the words that ruht sweat broke acrossout the lyrics like he , but he really meant them, which was ridiculous in itself Iabout He wouldn’t ever have feelings like that for anyone But by God, I wanted him to feel that I wanted him to feel that for me, even if he did break me in the end He just dripped sex and bad decisions up there; I would even go so far as to say he should have been a freakin’ rock star; he was that good He even had the cocky attitude down, and of course, the playboy ways I wanted to get up there and lick him head-to-toe

Either way, I had to stop and remind myself he wasn’t mine to keep

Chapter Twelve

Trip

The bass was thu downh my veins The words resonated so daht I didn’t want but needed all at the sa out on a li to her This wasn’t for anyone but her Mace and Scar had actually givensince my band split up about five years back

Nervous was an understatee I was sure I’d puke but the moment the music kicked in and washed overI could see was her

Angel, that was Teeny in a nutshell; she was el She walked around with her barriers up, but I could see that light beaet close enough for her to letin me that I didn’t even know existed She made me want to wipe my slate clean and start over

I would start over for her

I finally understood what Mace meant when he said Scarlett made him want to be a better person All this time, I had convinced ed themselves when they cared about so

I cared for her I cared about her and I cared enough to knoanted…so more

As theto catch her face and find out if she heard what I was saying, but she wasn’t in sight Feeling deflated and stung, I put that microphone on the closest speaker, and wiped my sweat-slicked face with the bottom of my shirt I told myself it didn’t ured it out by nohat the hell is the point?

Chapter Thirteen

Teeny

Making e, I was taken back by the octopus hands of his date as she snaked up to hi all over hi one finger around a lock of hair and running the other up and down Trip’s chest, she sainst the stark white of his dress shirt

"Is this the chick you knocked up?" Stripper Barbie snarkily asked when I reached them