Rocking Kin (Lucy & Harris, #3) - Terri Anne Browning Page 0,29

First Bass. Getting into the club was a little more difficult than it had been the other three times because there was a different man standing outside keeping people out and only letting those on the lists—or with nice enough tits—into the club. Lucy had to call Harris to tell them his guy wouldn’t let us in and he’d come out so pissed there had actually been steam coming out of his ears.

“You see this girl?” he snarled at the big guy with an ear piece in one ear and a clipboard with names on it. The big man’s eyes strayed to Lucy, but only for a second before Harris was back in his face. “Take one good look at her, asshole, and then you keep your beady little eyes to yourself. Lucy Thornton has top priority in my club. Give her trouble again and I’ll make sure you’re flipping burgers at the Burger King two blocks over. Understand?”

“Harris…” Lucy grabbed his hand and entwined their fingers and I watched, speechless, as all the anger just evaporated from him.

Harris Cutter, six foot six of all lean muscle, went from raging monster to a mewling little kitten with one touch from Lucy. Aquamarine eyes softened and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he guided her into the club. “I’m glad you came tonight, Lu. Jesse give you trouble about it?”

“Daddy actually likes that I’m spending more time with you,” Lucy told him with a roll of her eyes. “I think he and Mr. Cutter are going golfing tomorrow.”

“Good for them. I’ll have to give Nat a call and see how that goes.” Opening the door to the club, he stepped back and waited for Lucy and then me and Marcus to enter First Bass before following us in.

Inside, Harris nodded at the head of security. Tiny, the dark and delicious man who Lucy and I had met on Saturday, gave him a firm nod but remained silent as we headed into the lower level of the club. The noise level inside was almost deafening. The place was packed to capacity, but with Harris and Marcus helping to clear the way, Lucy and I were quickly standing right in front of the stage set up for Tainted Knights and their Thursday night shows.

I tried to take it all in while some tech guy did a sound check on stage. The front row was a mixture of men and women, all of them wearing Tainted Knight shirts. Oddly enough I wondered how I could get one. Sure I hated Jace, but Tainted Knights made some great music and I would always be a fan. Besides, Cash Graves, who was a bassist in the band, was an old friend of Caleb’s.

They were the kind of friends who didn’t have to keep in constant contact to know that if one of them needed the other, they were only a phone call away. I kind of envied that friendship between my stepbrother and Cash, yet at the same time I was kind of sad for Cash. The guy didn’t have many friends he could rely on other than Caleb. His family was full of snotty bitches who had turned their backs on him when he’d told them that he wanted more out of life than spending the old money his family had inherited. He wanted to make his own way in the world, and when they had told him that he could do that without their support, he’d just shrugged his shoulders and moved to Bristol at eighteen.

That was where he’d met the guys of Tainted Knights and that was how I’d come to know them too.

“The show is about to start in a few minutes,” Harris told Lucy as he kept his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, as if he was trying to protect her from the crowd. Since the crowd was anything but rowdy I didn’t think that excuse was worth beans but I wasn’t going to question him. “Do you two want something to drink?”

“Water would be good,” I told him.

“Yeah. Water is fine with me,” Lucy assured him, pulling back so she could smile up at him. “Do you have work to do tonight, Harris? Or can you hang with us?”

“I’m all yours tonight, Lu.” He waved over a waitress and took two bottles of water off her full tray. Handing them over, he pulled Lucy back against him. “The show lasts about an hour and then