Music of the Heart(40)

“Abby! Oh God, Abby, yes, yes!” I cried as I came hard into her.

The room became eerily silent. “What the fuck did you just say?” Bree demanded. Before I could finish coming down from my high, she shoved me off of her. “You asshole!”

“What’s your problem?” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.

“You called me Abby, you douchebag!”

Oh fuck…I had. I’d not only fantasized about banging Abby, but I’d actually said her name when I came.

Bree shook her head. “I cannot freakin’ believe this. I thought I heard you say it earlier, but now I know you did! What the hell, Jake?”

“I don’t know why I did that. I’m drunk.” I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to still my nerves. It wasn’t like I owed Bree an explanation—she was just a groupie I banged frequently. It was more that I was so freaked out myself at what I had done that I wanted to rationalize it.

“That’s not an excuse!”

Talking my thoughts aloud, I mumbled, “She comforted me last night about my mom. Maybe that’s why I was thinking about her.”

“Yeah, thinking about her while you were fucking me!” Bree shrieked, throwing her dress over her head.

“You’re making a big deal over nothing. We’re not exclusive, so we’re free to fuck or fantasize about whoever we want to.” I then narrowly dodged the heel she threw at me. “Are you insane?” I shouted.

“Go to hell, Jake!” she screamed before she stormed out of the room, leaving the black heel that had almost whacked me in the head.

“I need a drink,” I muttered before staggering into the hallway.

By the wide-eyed looks of the horror the guys were giving me, I knew they heard what I’d did. Without another word to me, Bree stormed off the bus.

AJ leaned forward. “Dude, did you seriously just call out Abby’s name?”

I groaned and stalked over to the fridge. I snatched out a beer and took two long pulls. When they continued peering expectantly at me, I shrugged. “Maybe I did. Don’t tell me you’ve never said something crazy when you were coming.”

“I sure as hell never called the girl the wrong name,” AJ replied. Brayden bobbed his head in agreement.

When I glanced at Rhys, he gave me a sheepish grin. “In my defense, it was a three-some. I kinda lost track of who was who.”

I rolled my eyes. “Look, it’s nothing. Bree’s spent the last few months trying to get her hooks further into me. It’ll be better if I just find someone else to fuck after the show.”

A growl came from low in Brayden’s throat. “Pricks like you make me sad for my sweet, innocent baby girl back at home,” he grumbled as he headed for the bathroom.

Once he slammed the door, AJ leaned forward in his seat. “So don’t you think you might want to take a second to think about why you called out Abby’s name?”

Rhys nodded. “Were you like fantasizing about her when you did it?”

I finished the beer and tossed the bottle in the trash. Without hesitating, I grabbed out another one. “Pace yourself, man. We’re going out tonight to hear Bray’s cousin’s band play, remember?” AJ warned.

Ignoring him, I took a long gulp of the foamy beer. When I thought about how I’d pictured Abby riding me and asking me to make her come, I shuddered. How could someone who was so not my type get me so hot?

“So you did fantasize about her?” Rhys asked, a knowing smile on his face.

“And what if I did?” I countered.

He snorted. “You’re out of your mind if you think you can seduce Abby like Bree or one of your other groupies.”

AJ grinned. “Rhys’s right man.”

Closing the gap between us, I asked, “Is that a challenge?”

AJ’s expression darkened. “No, it’s sure as hell not. And I’ll kick your fucking ass if you try anything with her.” When I narrowed my eyes, he inched closer to me. “Don’t you think after her little performance last night, I might have wondered about what it might be like to get it on with her? To have her legs wrapped around my waist and those lips on mine.” He sucked in a ragged breath while a tremble rippled through him. Once he came out of his fantasy, he shook his head wildly back and forth. “But that’s all it’s ever going to be to me is a thought. Abby is the relationship/marrying kinda girl, and I sure as hell can’t give that to her right now. And I respect her too much to try to put the moves on her, and I don’t want to see her get hurt.”

“Gotta admit that goes for me too,” Rhys added.

I rolled my eyes at the two misguided Knights in Shining Armor. “The last thing in the world I want is to start something up with her, got it?” I hissed.