Xavier FINAL(63)
She shook his hand and stepped back. The little brunette beside her was grinning from ear to ear at Finn when the band started playing a cover of Wake Me Up by Avicii. Taelyn and the other chick were standing in front of the stage dancing.
You know how hard it is to concentrate on the music while your eyes are glued to an ass, and then you look around and it’s real fucking obvious that so are a bunch of other eyes? Fucking hard. Worse was this feeling that I wanted to annihilate every one of them. And the cherry topper, I was already in the fucking dog house so I needed to play this game, better, smarter, and harder than she was.
I walked to the corner of the dance floor where if she looked she wouldn’t miss me. I had to close my eyes to concentrate on listening to his playing. He was good. The way he locked rhythms with the drummer was perfection. I would love to see if it where something that came naturally or if it came from practice.
He could sing too. He did his own thing with the cover, not just simply copying the original. Playing bass while singing wasn’t something a lot of people could do while staying locked in with the drums. His fills were natural and brought the song from verse to chorus flawlessly.
I swear I could feel eyes burning into me and I glanced towards Taelyn on the dance floor. She swung her hips and did a small circle so she wasn’t facing me. I watched as her hips moved slowly to the beat.
I also took special interest in the natural confidence so exuded. When any one of those hungry ass fucks tried to dance with her she gave them a cold glance, rolled her eyes ever so slightly, and then turned her back to them. Fucking hot!
They played three more songs that showcased Finn’s vocal talents before ending the set. I went to the bar and asked the bartender to fill a tray with whatever the band is drinking and some shooters.
I walked up to the table that sat beside the stage and sat the tray down.
“Finn Beckett, I’m Xavier Steel. You’re one hell of a bass guitarist.” I stuck my hand out and shook his.
“Thanks man.” He gave me a firm hand shake and smiled.
He looked past me as he took a drink and stared at the girls who were now beside me. I knew that look. He wanted to tap that ass.
“She yours?” He pointed his straw to Taelyn and her friend.
“Which one?” I asked and then I felt a heel, a very sharp heel pressing into my foot.
“Either one.”
“If this one was mine she wouldn’t be wearing that dress in public that’s for damn sure.” I laughed and pulled my foot out from under hers.
“If he were mine he’d be a little less caveman and a little more Romeo,” she shot back.
Beckett laughed and looked past us at the girl.
I pulled out a chair and pointed, “Have a seat Taelyn.” She huffed and sat down. “Sorry I don’t know your name.”
“Tally. My names Tally.”
I pulled out a chair and looked up; she and Beckett were looking at one another.
“Tally would you like to sit?”
“She can sit here.” Beckett patted his knee and she sat on his lap.
I sat down next to Taelyn and whispered, “What a good girl she is.”
She glared at me and it made me hard. Focus. His bandmates were busy doing body shots of some of the local ass so he was all mine.
We chatted about his schedule and it became apparent that meeting here like this wasn’t a great idea. Beckett was focused on Tally and getting laid. So before they took stage I gave him my card and told him if he was interested in furthering his career I would love to sit down and talk. He nodded and dropped my card in his guitar case.
He wasn’t taking me seriously. What the fuck. I saw Taelyn trying not to laugh.
“Did you tell him I was some rich fuck that he shouldn’t take seriously?”
Then she laughed in my face. “Yes, that’s what I said right after I gave him a card from my new business.”
“Your new business huh?”
“Yep, I decided to become an agent. So you need to get through me before you get to him.”