star.
Shane’s left hand danced up and down my shoulder and arm.
I stared at the glowing lights and took a deep breath.
Everything felt good.
It all felt… good.
I shut my eyes.
Shane moved closer and he kissed the back of my neck.
I groaned.
“I know, beauty,” he whispered. “You want me to fuck you again. But you need some sleep first. No skipping the studio tomorrow.”
I shook my head.
Shane was so full of himself, but I liked it.
I liked him.
I liked all of this that was happening.
As I dozed off, he kissed the back of my shoulder and exhaled a long breath.
“You deserve better than that stupid prick,” he whispered. “Let him go, Lita. Let it all go. Don’t be afraid to sing. And if you are, because of him, then I’ll kick his ass for you.”
I smiled.
Shane was almost becoming the kind of guy I could fall in love with.
19
SHANE
“This guy has a glow going on,” Sab said, pointing a drumstick at me.
“A glow?” I asked. “Shit, am I pregnant?”
“I don’t know,” Jay said. “What has Lita been sticking inside you?”
I looked at Jay. “You don’t want to know.”
“I knew he was walking funny today,” Reed said. “She’s dominant, huh?”
“I’m fucking around with you guys,” I said.
“No, you’re not,” Sab said. “He’s heavy on that one. You can’t fall in love with a backup singer.”
“Love?” I asked. “That’s a heavy word.”
“My dick is heavy too,” Dex said. “But I’m not afraid of it.”
“The only time your dick was heavy was when it was swollen,” Nash said. “From that weekend in Tijuana.”
“Goddamn,” Jay said. “I remember that weekend.”
Sab hit the side of one of his drums. “We made a pact to never talk about that weekend.”
“What happened that weekend?” I asked.
Nash looked at me with a serious face. “You do not want to know.”
“Can I hear the song again?” Dex asked. “I think it’s coming together.”
“Hey, Shane,” Reed said in a loud whisper. “She’s leaving the vocal booth. I’m going to stare at her ass as she walks by.”
“She’s with Abby,” I said.
“Exactly,” Reed said. “It’ll look like I’m staring at Abby, but I want to see what’s got you glowing.”
Lita and Abby walked by us, holding hands.
The entire band did nothing to hide the fact that they were staring at Lita.
After a few seconds, Abby looked back and pointed to Reed. “You can jerk off tonight.”
“What?” Reed asked.
“All the mics are on, idiot,” Abby said. “And you know what? Lita has a great ass.”
Abby took a handful of Lita’s ass, making her jump and yell.
I stepped forward and Jay backhanded my chest.
He smiled. “Not interested?”
“Shut up,” I said. “I’m going to go with both of them. Fuck them both at the same time.” I looked at Reed. “Show Abby what a real man can do.”
“I will shove this bass so far up your ass, when you burp, it’ll sound like a jazz bass line playing,” Reed said.
“That was lame,” Sab said. “Let’s play.”
Sab hit his sticks together four times and we began to play the new song.
Jay played the intro riff.
I looked to my left to make sure Abby moved her hand off Lita’s ass.
I felt like I was living in a different world.
One where a woman grabbing another woman’s ass made me jealous.
And the only reason I was goddamn glowing was because of the Christmas lights on the tree. I must have somehow absorbed the glow…
Because I sure as fuck wasn’t actually falling for Lita.
The band gave me shit again for not joining them at the strip club.
They took a limo and left the studio while I got into my car and waited for Lita to join me.
I lit a cigarette and when she got into the car, she looked at me and I flicked the cigarette out the window then started to drive.
I took her out to a dive bar with a great vibe and a small stage.
The whiskey started to flow and I kept looking at the stage, smiling at her.
Each time I did that, she flipped me off.
We nestled together at the corner of the bar like the rest of the world didn’t mean shit.
The bartender was an old friend named Bonk.
He was a drummer and we had played more than a few gigs together. One night after a gig he got hammered and rolled his car. With his left hand hanging out the window. It fucked up his wrist enough that he couldn’t play drums anymore.
That didn’t bother Bonk.
He jumped behind a bar and that was his new