Rock Star: The Contest (Book 2 of a Bad Boy Romance) Read Online Free Page B

wouldn’t have.”
    He started laughing again. I rolled my eyes. Everything was sexual innuendos with him. What did they feed these Kentucky boys? As he leaned forward and took a bite of his burger I saw down his open shirt and had an image in my mind of rolling around in the hay with him. Me with Daisy Duke shorts on and him pinning me down.
    “Check!” I muttered between food and milkshake sloshing around in my mouth. The waitress shot a look at me as if I was a demented patient on a day out with my caregiver.
    As we left there that day and returned to the café, I had to admit I enjoyed hanging out with Luke. He was amusing, down-to-earth and definitely eye candy that I could get used to.

    * * *
    B ack at the café , Spike was in the middle of his usual Tom Cruise routine of spinning bottles and throwing them underneath his leg. The same music from the movie Cocktail was playing and the crowd of people inside were lapping it up. He was worth his weight in gold. I should have hired him a long time ago.
    At the jingle of the bell, he caught my eye and saw Luke and dropped one of the glass bottles filled with flavoring for coffee. It shattered and the crowd roared again. Success or failure, they loved it.
    “I’ll clear that up,” Sophie said. She had become used to Spike’s momentary brain lapses when I was around. It was strange to see someone that I had grown up with now having feelings for me. Feelings that I couldn’t return. I loved him as a friend, but that was it. There was no attraction beyond that. How do you tell someone that? How do you break their heart? I had been there one time before, when I was in high school. His name was Adam. That kid did a number on my heart. He was in my English and Spanish classes. He was the guy that the most popular girl in the school dated. I had never seen him date any lower-class bottom feeders as my group was referred to. Yes, schools had their social classes, and I was in the bottom one. The only guys interested in me, were the likes of Kyle. Thank God that never happened.
    Which reminded me, I hadn’t seen Kyle in a while. A couple of his buddies would show up occasionally but they all seemed to be either busy with work or no longer in touch with Kyle. It was if he had disappeared off the map. I knew he had gone into rehab, but that was it.
    Spike approached me and Luke at a table.
    “Can I get you anything?” He smiled.
    “Yeah, whip me up one of your finest lattes, my good man.”
    “I was asking Meghan.”
    Luke smirked, raising his eyebrows at me.
    “Spike,” I said, trying to get him to remember his manners. While he was a star at drawing in customers, he had a temper on him that could flare up at any minute. He was a bit of a wild card. Unpredictable was definitely his forte.
    “I don’t think we’ve had a chance to meet. I’m Luke Claybourne.”
    He extended a hand. Spike didn’t even acknowledge it.
    “Let me guess, you are one of Chase’s band members? Or another hot shot from Nashville filling my girl’s head with more ludicrous dreams?”
    My girl?
    “Spike, I’m not…”
    “Well?” he asked Luke.
    “No, my friend, I’m not a hot shot. I’m from Kentucky. I’m like you. Just a nobody.”
    Spike’s nostrils flared. He dropped the towel he had in his hand.
    “Outside. Right now. Let’s go.”
    “Spike, settle down.” Any opportunity to fight and he was on it faster than a speeding bullet. “He wasn’t implying you are a nobody. Were you?”
    “No, actually I was. But in the nicest way possible.” He smirked again which didn’t help the situation.
    “Probably best if we do this later,” I said to Luke. He nodded and slid his chair out while keeping a close eye on Spike who looked like he was about to get up in his face.
    “See you tonight.”
    “You got it.”
    After he left there was an awkward moment of silence between us.
    “You know you can’t just keep doing that, Spike. I’m in a contest. I have to work with these