did another shot and Jet gave a howl. “The first band is getting ready to start so I gotta go make sure the guys are ready to kick some ass. We’re getting ready to finish the album we’ve been working on so we need to kill it tonight.” A round of fist-banging went back and forth and I sighed as the blonde gave me another pointed look. I didn’t mean to keep looking in her direction, but I guess old habits die hard.
“This blows.”
“Seriously, chill. Shaw is awesome. She’s a total babe, she’s got enough balls to give you your shit right back, and she knows you and still is willing to give you a shot. She’ll be here, so just calm down and tell your junk to freaking relax.”
My hair was still up in the crazy Mohawk, so I couldn’t run my hands through it; instead I rubbed the back of my neck and tapped my fingers on the edge of the table.
“Why do you think she wants to give this a shot? I mean, logically she knows I’m a bad bet. She knows what my history is like and generally we don’t have anything in common. I know I can’t get her out of my head, but what do you think her reasons are for seeing what this is all about?”
“I think she’s a superbright chick and, whatever her motivation is, she’s thought a lot about it. I don’t think she went to bed with you just because and I seriously doubt she agreed to kick it with you simply because you asked. I think if you can keep your head on straight and your dick in your pants you’ll eventually find out why she’s doing what she’s doing, and I’m pretty sure the reasons will knock you on your ass.”
“I think I’m certifiable for even thinking I’m going to be able to do this.” I liked girls, no-strings-attached sex, going where I wanted when I wanted, and not having to answer to anyone but myself—hooking up with Shaw put all those things on ice. I sighed again and let my eyes wander back over to the blonde. She was still looking at me, only now her very pretty face was scrunched up into a scowl. Her mouth was pulled in like she had tasted something sour and I couldn’t figure out what had changed in the minute since I had last caught her eye until I heard Nash mutter, “Damn,” and realized that every guy seated around us had turned to watch Shaw and Ayden as they made their way past the bar and toward where we were seated.
They made a striking pair—by far the classiest girls in the place. It was clear neither one had ventured down to Cerberus before. Shaw’s blond hair was loose and long, falling over shoulders that were bared in a black halter top. She had on skinny jeans that were so tight they looked like they would need to be surgically removed, and a pair of bright blue heels that should have looked ridiculous at a show like this, but instead had even old-school head bangers drooling in their pints. Ayden had her dark hair spiked up and sexy and was wearing a tiny little skirt and billowy purple top that completely fell off one shoulder. She was rocking a pair of black cowboy boots that had clearly seen some better days, but that didn’t stop the two of them from turning every single head, male and female, as they slid up to our table.
I didn’t know what to do so I just stared at Shaw while she stared back at me. I was pretty sure all the blood in my brain had been diverted south so I just blinked at her like an idiot while Nash chuckled and told both of them hello.
“Hey. Sorry we’re late, we had a bachelor party run over and it took us longer to get out of there than we thought it would.”
“I sent you a couple of texts to see what was going on.” I should be asking her if she wanted a drink, doing something to let her know I was happy she was here, but instead I was being surly and weird.
She frowned. “My phone is off.”
Ayden propped her elbows on the table and took the shot Nash offered her up. She glared at Shaw and pointed a finger at her. “Tell him why it’s off.” There was accusation there and I saw, even in the dim light of the bar, the way Shaw flushed.
I put a hand on her lower back and bent down so that my lips were touching her ear. I felt her tense but she leaned her hip into mine. “Why is your phone off, Casper?”
She shifted her weight from foot to foot. “Because Gabe is blowing it up. My mom invited his parents to Brookside Country Club for dinner next weekend and they expect us both to be there. He has it in his head that we should ride up there together and won’t leave me alone about it, so I turned my phone off because he’s making me crazy and I don’t even want to go in the first place.”
A cocktail waitress chose that moment to walk by so the girls ordered drinks and I got another beer. I pressed Shaw closer to my side and turned so that we were facing each other.
“So what are you going to do about it?”
She flattened a palm on the center of my chest right over my heart and looked up at me with sad, green eyes. “I don’t know. I have to go or my mom will make my life hell, but I don’t want to be anywhere near Gabe. I’m trying to just ignore the entire thing.”
“That’s not going to work for long.” I liked the way she fit next to me, like she was custom-made to be right there.
“I know.” The waitress dropped off drinks, and Ayden grimaced as the first band started. I laughed and poured her another shot.
“Just power through the first two; I promise Jet’s band is really good.”
She made a face. “I like stuff with a little more twang and a lot more banjo.”
We all laughed a little. “Just help Nash finish the tequila, that’ll get you through it and if it gets too bad I bet Jet has earplugs we can go snag for ya.” She said something I didn’t catch but made Nash laugh hysterically, so I turned back to Shaw. I gave an internal shiver when I noticed she was having some kind of girly stare down with the blonde from earlier. I curled my hand all the way around her waist and yanked until she was pressed full body against me.
“Hey, don’t.”
“It’s not like she has to be so obvious about it.”
“Shaw, look around. There are at least ten guys sitting no less than five feet away I can actually see undressing you with their eyes. It’s cool. I’m hanging with you, not her, and you’re here because of me, not them. That’s what matters, right?”
She made a face at me, which made me want to suck on her bottom lip. I reached up and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. It felt like satin and immediately slipped back out. “I’ve never waited around for a week to spend time with a girl I’m into before; frankly it blows, and I want to spend time with you.”
“I really am sorry we ran late. I had to do some work to get Ayden to agree to come. This really isn’t her scene; mine either for that matter, but I’m glad we’re here.”
She ran her index finger over the tattoo of the phoenix that was sticking out of the sleeve of my T-shirt on my biceps. “I want to spend time with you, too, Rule. I’m sorry my life is so hectic.”
“Don’t worry about it.” I slid my hand under the heavy fall of her hair and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “So, are you going to come home with me tonight or what?” If she said no there was a good chance I was going to have to take a cold shower before I could get my jeans off. Her green eyes were brilliant as they gazed back up at me. Never had a girl, especially a girl I had known for so long, been able to keep me guessing as to what she was thinking. Shaw was a hard one to read; her eyes just seemed to be reflecting back what I was feeling instead.
“We took a cab so as long
