Camryn had her eye on Tanner, and I knew without a doubt she’d hook up with him before Jaded Regret went home. Bella was happily married and would just sit and drool over Johnny. Hell, who wouldn’t drool over him? He was like the poster boy for sex with his hot as sin body, tattoos, and talent at guitar. Seeing him and Bex together, it was evident how hot they were for each other, and that fueled the lust women had for him.
While I wasn’t dead and would agree Johnny was hot, he just didn’t do it for me. Sighing, I stood and walked toward the door. I caught my reflection in the window and took a second to appraise myself. I was still hot, right? I worked hard at keeping my body fit and toned. Fluffing my hair, I turned and walked off the deck to head downstairs and face the music with my girls.
“Did you find him?” Camryn pounced the second I walked into the bar. Bella smirked, stirring her straw absently as she waited for me to spill it.
I could lie and tell them I never saw him, but that wasn’t me. “Yeah, I saw him.”
“And? You aren’t up in his room ripping his clothes off?” Camryn scanned me up and down. “Or did you already? You don’t look like—”
“Shhhh.” I interrupted and glanced around to make sure no one had heard her. “You make me sound like a hussy.”
Camryn and Bella both squealed with laughter. “No,” Bella said, clearing her throat. “That’s the thing, April. You aren’t at all. And for you to say you were going to get the drummer of Jaded Regret to have a one-night stand with you was just laughable.”
Anger sparked low in my belly. They were my best friends and had been since college. “Why is it laughable to think someone might want to sleep with me?” I’d told them before heading to the rooftop deck how I planned to have a one-night stand with Beau, and they’d laughed at me then, too. I guess they didn’t think I was capable of it. What they didn’t know was I would’ve done it in a heartbeat if he’d been willing. And not just because he was Beau Anderson, the hottest drummer in all of rock music, but to prove to myself I could. I could go outside my norm and enjoy myself, loosen up a little.
Bella’s laughter died. “That’s not what I meant.” She placed her hand on my arm. “What I meant was, there isn’t a man in this world who wouldn’t want you, April, but don’t sell yourself short. You deserve way more than a one-night stand.”
“I, however,” Camryn said, licking her lips, “would love to take Tanner for a ride. That man is just sex on legs.”
Bella shook her head. “Cami, don’t you know that man’s reputation?”
Camryn nodded, her eyes sparkling. “Uh huh.”
It was my turn to shake my head. “Go for it, Cami. Just be careful.” Tanner was hot, I’d give her that, but it was no secret to anyone how many women he took to bed. He didn’t seem to mind the reputation, either. Hey, to each their own, but I didn’t want someone like that in my bed.
She slid her stool back and grabbed her clutch. She straightened her blond hair and smacked her lips together. “He gave me his room number. So if you’ll excuse me, ladies . . . I’m going to play Tanner’s bass.”
Bella sputtered as I watched, open-mouthed, as Cami left the room, glancing back at us once and blowing us a kiss. “She is something else.” Cami had always been the most . . . forward . . . of the three of us. Dubbed “The Three Musketeers” in college, we’d been inseparable for years. Bella and I were the most responsible of the three. Cami had always followed the beat of her own drum, but we loved her. She was always seeking to fall in love, but more often than not, figured out she wasn’t in love at all.
“So tell me what happened,” Bella said, recovered from Cami’s exit.
“I was so stupid to think I’d have a one-night stand.” I swirled the wine in my glass.
“It’s not you,” Bella agreed. “But tell me what happened.”
“I wanted it to be me.” I grinned at her. “Have you seen him?”
“I wouldn’t throw any of them out of my bed,” Bella began, “if I was single, that is. Don’t deflect. Answer the question.”
Bella knew I was good at deflecting when I didn’t want to talk about something, but she never let me get away with it. She was happily married to her college sweetheart, and the two of them made me want to throw up every time we got together, in the best way of course. They were perfect for each other.
“I went up to the roof and he was there. It was just a lucky guess. He’s so quiet, Bell. He hardly spoke three words to me.”