Ride With The Devil(33)
He was afraid.
She cocked her hip and gave him a sassy look.
“I thought you didn't do repeat customers.”
“I never have before. I never… wanted to before.”
She was beside him in an instant, laughing as she planted tiny kisses all over his face. He leaned down and took her lips. Ten minutes later he had a thought.
They should finish unloading the car so he could take it back to Dev.
His body molded itself to hers instinctively as she pressed herself into his with equal force.
Dev was going to have to wait.
Chapter Forty-Four
Devlin
Devlin sat at the bar at the clubhouse, killing time before Kaylie got off of work. He spent a lot of time waiting on his woman these days. And he didn’t mind a bit.
He waved as Jack walked into the room and crossed to the bar. He laid Dev's keys on the counter.
"Thanks."
"No problem man! I was psyched to try out your sick ride."
Donnie leaned on the bar and leered at them suggestively, handing Jack a ginger ale.
"Speaking of rides…"
He let the words hang suggestively, making Jack scowl furiously. Devlin couldn't help but laugh and slap Jack's back.
"How is Janet? Kaylie's been out of her mind with worry."
Dev and Donnie stared at Jack as a slow smile lit up his face. They'd never seen him smile that like before. Hell, they'd never seen him smile period.
“She’s good.”
“Good?”
He downed his ginger ale and nodded. Then he walked out of the clubhouse. An odd out of tune sound followed him as he left.
Dev glanced at Donnie who was staring at Jack with his mouth open.
"Dev, please tell me I've lost my mind…"
Devlin laughed at Donnie, who seemed to be at a loss for words for once in his life. He wished he had a camera to capture the awestruck look on Donahue's face. They were both in shock, but Dev had known his gigantic friend was hooked for a while.
The big guy was doomed, in the best possible way.
"Is Jack humming?"
“Yeah. That was definitely a hum.”
“Any idea what song it was? I want to remember this moment perfectly.”
“No clue. I don’t think humans can hear that low.”
Dev winked at Donnie and tipped back his drink.
“But Donnie?”
“Sup dude?”
“You’re next.”
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Slade
I may have sworn off groupies, but a man has needs. My surly next door neighbor is the first woman to get me going in years. Too bad she’s playing hard to get.
JENNY
I’ve been hurt before. The safest thing to do is to hole up with my dog Basil in my grandmothers little cottage by the sea and bake my heart out.
When the obnoxious, mega-rich rock star starts building his house next door, I hate him on sight. For some perverse reason, Slade Kinney keeps trying to charm his way into my pants.
Sorry honey, that’s never going to happen.
SLATE
I’m worshipped by millions. They scream my name and offer me anything I want. But I turn them all down. Until I meet her.
Jenny has her cute little sugar coated fingers wrapped around my heart. If I have to lower my guard completely to get her, I will.
This book was previously released under a different title. It has been extensively rewritten and expanded.
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Xoxox,
Joanna
Prologue
Slade
“Hey baby.”
I barely glanced at the girl standing in the doorway, barely covered in a micro mini and corset. I got a vague impression of long blond hair and spiky high heels.
The dressing room was off limits. Invite only.
Especially for groupies.
“Not now.”
She pouted. I didn’t know her. As far as I knew anyway.
But I was never rude to women, even ones that didn’t respect themselves. She looked like she was out of her element. Maybe even high.
I shook my head. It never ended. Rock had started off so exciting. I loved playing. I used to love the lifestyle.
But now I was sickened by the cheapness of it all. I had sworn off groupies almost a year ago. I just didn’t have the taste for it anymore.
And I wasn’t a cradle robber regardless.
“You want me to come back later?”
I sighed. I was tired. And the girl looked too young to be there. Lately I’d lost the desire for meaningless flings.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Sweetie, I think you are way too young to be here.”
“Everything okay?”
Bruiser stood in the door behind her. He’d been with me forever. There was no one better at security. He kept everyone out, except cute chicks.
But that was more for the band than me.
Everyone knew I was over it.
“Bruiser, can you get her a ride home please. And give her a gift basket.” I glanced at her dazed expression again. “Make sure she’s okay. Give her some water, too.”