Rock With Me(93)
I can’t wait.
“Brynna, you look hot,” Jules comments and continues to tug on my head.
“Thanks.” Brynna winks.
Jules is right; Brynna looks great. Her curvy body looks fantastic in her skinny jeans and shiny black, low cut top.
“Sex agrees with her.” Stacy smirks and I feel my eyes go wide.
“No way!”
Brynna blushes and lowers her gaze for just a moment and then turns around to face the room with a happy smile.
“You’re getting your orgasms!” Natalie exclaims happily.
“Boy am I.” Brynna nods. “I can safely say the Montgomery men give some amazing orgasms.” Both Stacy and Meg nod in agreement and I laugh, relieved that Jules has let go of my hair so I don’t get burned.
“Oh my God! That’s so great!” Jules rushes around me to hug Brynna and then scowls. “Wait. Ew. That’s my brother. Yuck.”
“Jules, I hate to break it to you, but your brothers have sex.” I grin and pour myself a flute of champagne from a bottle on the sink.
“They have really, really great sex.” Meg applies her lip-gloss and blots her lips. “Really great.”
“If he hurts you, I’ll fucking kill him,” Jules makes a fist and holds it to her chest, like she’s going to knock someone out.
“You always say that.” Nat rolls her eyes and hugs Brynna. “Good for you.”
“Yeah, well, he’s a complete stubborn ass, and he’s made it clear that it’s just sex and he’s making sure that the kids and me are safe.” She shrugs, but can’t disguise the sadness in her beautiful brown eyes. “But the orgasms rock.”
“Here, have some liquor.” I top off her glass. “You look hot tonight. We’re gonna have a blast. Caleb is going to swallow his tongue when he sees you.”
“Why are the guys going, anyway?” Stacy asks. “I thought this was supposed to be girls night out.”
“I don’t know.” Jules shrugs. “They like the music.”
“I wish Will didn’t have to go out of town this weekend.” Meg frowns.
“We’ll send him pictures.” Nat assures her. “We’ll take pics of us from the front row, flirting with the security guards, trying to get back stage.”
“Uh, Nat.” I chuckle and shake my head. “We’re with the band. We don’t have to flirt with security.”
“Well, what fun is that?” She scowls, and we all laugh at her.
“There, your hair is perfect.” Jules teases one more strand in the front and backs away. “Go check it out.”
She did a good job. She’s made my shoulder-length blonde hair look choppy and messy in a rocker kind of way. How she managed to do that with a flat iron and some gel stuff is beyond me.
“Thanks.” I grin. “You know, if that whole investment banking shit doesn’t work out, you could totally do hair.”
“I’ll keep it in mind,” she replies sarcastically as I reach for my makeup bag and dig in, with Brynna hovering close by, giving me pointers on making my eyes smokey. Finally, after what seems like forever, Brynna, and the rest of the girls, are satisfied with my face.
“I’m getting dressed,” Jules announces.
“Me too.” I follow her into the bedroom and pull my tight, thigh-length silver-studded black dress over my hips. It has a deep V neckline, showing off my boobs, thanks to a really great push-up bra.
“Holy fuck, you’re hot.” Jules is staring at me, her mouth open. “What shoes are you wearing?”
I pull my super-strappy black heels out of my bag and hold them up smugly. “Fuck me shoes.”
“Leo’s gonna need some sort of resuscitation.” She smirks and steps into a pair of tight blue jeans and a red halter-top that is loose with a cowl neckline that also dips down between her breasts. Red patent leather Choo stilettos complete the look.
“We’re all showing off our boobs tonight.” I snicker.
“Hell yes, why not?”
We join the others and earn catcalls and whistles.
“We are one group of hot bitches,” Meg nods appreciatively. She’s stunning in a green strapless, thigh-length baby doll dress with a handkerchief hemline. Nat and Stacy are both in gorgeous short black dresses.
Meg’s right, we’re a bunch of hot bitches.
“Are we ready? Leo will be shocked that we’re on time.”
“Let’s go shock him,” Jules agrees.
***
The place is packed. Key Arena is smaller, much smaller, than the Tacoma Dome, but it’s also more intimate. I’m not surprised in the least that the guys chose to play here tonight.