A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,51

five years ago he hadn’t been able to stop thinking of her. Jacks had never really believed in soul mates or love at first sight, but with Tanner things were very different. He was very different. “What can I say? When I’m around you I can’t get enough.” He started making a trail back up to her mouth with his tongue and lips while he continued to squeeze her breasts, and the dirty images of him sliding his dick between her tits and fucking her that way slammed into his head. “I won’t be able to play with this fucking hard-on, baby.”

“Yo, man, get your ass moving,” Matty yelled over at him.

Jacks groaned against Tanner’s neck. “We will finish this afterwards.” He pulled away and looked at her, and the way her eyes were half-lidded, her lips parted, and her cheeks red, was a sight that nearly had him saying fuck it all and dragging her back to the tour bus.

“Go on.” She smiled and placed her hands on his chest. “I’m anxious to experience this, too. I’ve never been backstage like this and watched a band perform, let alone Twisted Feather, one of the biggest bands in the world.” There was no sarcasm in her voice, as if she were trying to mimic one of the screaming fans or young girls that wanted their autographs. She sounded genuinely excited, and that pleased him.

The sound of Black Pearl belting out their last song was loud, angry, and sounded incredible. They might not be nearly as well-known as Twisted Feather, but for how awesome their music was, Jacks knew they would rise to the top in no time.

With one more kiss to Tanner he turned and headed to where Matty, Five, and Beats were.

The band always gave the best show they could for their fans, but now his girl was watching, and he was going to really fucking make sure it was a night she wouldn’t forget.

14

Tanner watched the guys move on stage, and the sound of the crowd going wild was insane. Even from where she stood far behind the scenes she could lean to the side and partially see the massive auditorium of the Quicken Loans Arena.

There were thousands upon thousands of people, and she had overheard some of the staff comment on how there were at least twenty thousand. Pride filled her that these guys—Twisted Feather—had made it so far in their career.

“They are pretty spectacular, aren’t they?”

Tanner turned and glanced at Laura, who had spoken behind her. The woman gave her a saccharine smile, but Tanner could tell it was fake as hell. But she smiled and nodded. “Yeah, they really are.”

Laura moved in front of her and leaned against the wall, partially obstructing her view.

What the shit? Before Tanner could make a comment on the fact that she had obviously stood right in front of her, Laura started talking once more.

“Yeah, I’ve been on tour with them for the last six months.” Laura looked over her shoulder and grinned, like she was trying to rub it in that she had been with the band for less than a year.

It was hard to hear her talk as it was because of the noise, but now this woman was trying to make it seem like she had some kind of claim with the band without actually saying the words? No. Just no.

“I’m pretty close with the band since I am around them all the time.”

Laura may not have said the words out loud, but Tanner could hear the laced meaning behind them. Again, another jab that Laura had some kind of claim on the band, like she was close with them in more ways than one. Tanner supposed she was in a sense.

“Yeah, I heard you’re here with your dad.” Tanner wasn’t going to say anything, but of course the words came out of her mouth on her own.

Laura didn’t crack a smile or respond right away, but that was okay because Tanner just wanted to hear the band. Right now Jacks was speaking to them, getting them worked up, and it was doing the job as the noise became thundering.

“Listen.” Laura turned around so she could face her, but Tanner refused to move back so she had a small amount of personal space. “You do realize that the guys, especially Jacks, have women coming and going through that tour bus like it is a revolving door?” Laura lifted a dark eyebrow, one that didn’t match the shade