nodded exaggerat edly.
“Stop it, you’re killing me. What happened to the innocent little English girl we used to know?”
I grinned cheekily. “Guess she grew up fast being around you guys. So watch out… all of you.”
Digs high-fived me and smirked. “Yeah, baby, you’re one of the guys now, huh?” It was more of a statement than a question, so I just smiled back at him and winked. To think, I was scared of him in the beginning because of his tattoos and mohawk. But he was actually a really hot guy and one of my best al lies.
Chapter 3 – Tough decisions
A lthough I had been playing in Louie’s clubs for almost two years, it never got old. I still got nervous stepping out in front of everyone. That didn’t mean I wasn’t confident th ough.
I was a far cry from the meek girl that first crept out on stage for my first gig with XrAid. I was pretty recognizable in stores too these days.
The occasional club goer would approach me to tell me they loved the gig they had seen at one of the clubs. It was cute when that happ ened.
It seemed strange to see my parents standing in front of me tonight. We were used to people in their teens, twenties, and sometimes their thirties as our audi ence.
I played well, and as usual, Cody and I had a real rapport going with the crowd up there. The best part was seeing the look on my dad’s face when he saw me rock out with Lennon on our guitars. I almost burst out laughing as he began to get carried away by our m usic.
We finished our set, and everyone got together again out at the front of the bar. Before I could speak, Jack pushed in front of everyone. “Mine! First dibs on the dancing,” he called out.
My eyes flicked to Rosie, and I pulled on the hem of Jack’s t-shirt. He leaned into me, and I spoke into his ear. “You need to tone it down, Jack. You’re making your girl uncomfort able.”
Jack turned his head in her direction and sure enough, Rosie’s face was like thunder. Her eyebrows were knitted tight, and if her mouth pursed any more it would have looked like a butt hole.
Jack looked back and chuckled. “Damn, she does look pissed, huh?” I nodded and gave what I hoped was a sympathetic smile in Rosie’s direction. “Hmm, this is a difficult dilemma,” Jack said. “Do I wait until tomorrow and piss her off by telling her we’re not changing or do I do it now? The thing is if I make her deal with us now, I’ll need to accept that I won’t get laid tonight.” He looked confused by the choices he had given him self.
Jack’s eyes flicked to Rosie then back to me. “I’ll be right back, bathroom break.” He walked off in the direction of the men’s restr ooms.
Cody leaned in. “What was that about?” I told him, and Cody mumbled, “Poor Rosie, she’s going home alone tonight, huh?”
I scowled at Cody. “What makes you say that?”
Cody chuckled. “Seriously, Lily? He’s never going to put anyone before you, even if they have a vagina that does tricks.” I couldn’t help but giggle at Cody’s com ment.
“Ask her to dance Cody, please… for me?” Cody’s eyes flicked across at her, and he smiled. Her face froze, and then she cracked him a forced s mile.
He looked back at me and sighed. “Poor girl, next you’ll be asking me to fuck her so that Jack can go home and spoon with you.”
I smirked, and I fought for it not to turn into a wicked grin. “Damn, you’re thinking about that now, jeez, Lily.” He walked up to Rosie and bent his head close to her ear. Cody was used to getting his way with women. He could be charming and attentive, and he was extremely hot looking too.
He took Rosie by the hand, his other hand gently placed at the small of her back as he led her toward the bar. I saw his hand go up from her back as he signaled with two fingers. The bartender placed two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila on the bar.
Good boy, Cody had taken her to loosen her up a little before heading to the dance floor. Maybe