A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,14
was teasing her.
“Of course I did.” She bumped her shoulder against his. “I just meant it’s hard for me to even picture you living this kind of lifestyle, even when it is right in front of me.” She turned and leaned her back against the banister and stared through the glass doors. “I mean, drugs, sex, and rock & roll, huh.” She didn’t phrase it like a question. “It’s got to be all so crazy for you, too, right?” Her focus was still on the party. “Even all these years later.”
He turned around, too, and leaned against the stone. He could have answered her question, but he had other things on his mind, things that were better left unsaid, yet things he couldn’t stop thinking about now that she was right in front of him. Over the years he had been able to immerse himself in this lifestyle and his music, even though she was always on his mind.
“I mean, look at Marcus—I mean Five—he didn’t leave Rosco’s with a brunette, yet there is a half-naked one hanging on him.” She looked over at Jacks and grinned. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to calling him Five.” She shook her head and stared at the crowd again. “And Matty? He always spoke his mind and did what he wanted, but I’ve never seen him act so blatant in the sexual department as he was with that redhead, especially in front of all these people.” She started laughing softly. “It’s just insane.” They were silent for a moment, both staring at the party still. “Hey, I have been meaning to ask you all night.” She turned so she was slightly facing him, “What’s up with Marcus and the nickname Five? Or do I even want to know?”
He scratched his neck and chuckled, but it was kind of in the uncomfortable category. “Well, I don’t think you really want to know, but if you do I’ll tell you.” He was still watching her, and her grin spread.
“It’s raunchy, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it is.”
Her smile was contagious.
“Well, go on, don’t keep me guessing, although I have an idea of what it might be now that you said it was sexual.” She rolled her eyes. “Marcus also was one to stick it in anything that had a hole.” She started laughing.
He shook his head, still smiling, and stared at her. Christ, she was so pretty. “Well, when we first hit it big we were playing at Red Rocks. The crowd was fucking insane, and it was a damn rush of adrenaline to hear everyone chanting our names.” He started chuckling, again a little awkwardly. “Uh, after the concert we were partying. We couldn’t find Marcus, and being drunker than fuck and not knowing any better we went in search for him. We had rented out the penthouse of the hotel we were staying at, so there were two other rooms on the floor. We found him in one of them, screwing five different girls.” It got so silent between them that he swore he heard damn crickets making noise even from the height they were at.
“You’re kidding?”
He brought his beer to his mouth and drank half of it. He set the bottle on the edge of the balcony and shook his head. “I wish I was.”
She was laughing so hard now that he couldn’t help but follow suit. “Oh my God. That’s like those crazy sex stories you see on TV, like how sex brought them to the hospital.” She wiped stray tears from her eyes and sobered slightly. “Wait, how was that even possible? I mean, he has one. Well, you know ... thing.” She made a punching motion, and he stared at her for a second.
“Did you seriously just do that as the action for fucking?” He curled his hand into a fist, and mimicked what she had just done.
She licked her lips and looked away. “Yeah, sorry. Michael has been doing that when he talks with his friends about porking some chick.”
Now it was his turn to burst out laughing at her use of the term “porking”. “How is your brother anyway?”
“He’s good. Just graduated high school, but he’s in that mode where he doesn’t feel like doing anything productive. He hasn’t even applied to any colleges yet. My parents are kind of pissed about that.” She shrugged. “Honestly, I think he sees his little garage band making it big like you guys did.”
“Hey, we started out in my parents’ basement.”
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