Finding Ever After (5 page)

           
“Kyden.”
Bas let out a warning. At least I had a name
to put with his gorgeous face; such a waste of beauty though, when it came
packaged with a personality like his. He and Spade were two of a kind. The
other guys at the table were clearly entertained by the exchange taking place
between the three of us and Red was shooting daggers at me with her eyes.

           
“Hey dickheads, we’re up in fifteen, so get your asses on stage.” I knew that
voice. He spotted me at the same time I turned to look at him. An impish grin
spread across his face. “Well shit. If it isn’t-”

           
“I swear Christian, if you use that nickname, they’re
gonna
need to find a new drummer tonight.”

           
“I’d listen to her
Chris,
she’s a bad
ass
now, pretty much a black belt. Apparently she was
training to be a ninja while she was away.” I shot Sebastian a glare, letting
him know I did not find his sarcasm amusing.

           
“Feisty Princess, I like it. Are you
this.
. .
spirited in everything you do?” He waggled his eyebrows and I narrowed mine at
him.

           
“And you, my name
is
Jaxyn. Take your charm and sexual
innuendos elsewhere.” That infuriating smirk never left his face.

           
“Damn, what’s with all this hostility I’m feeling, it’s like you’re not happy
to see me. Didn’t you miss me
Tink
?” I groaned as I heard the nickname
he would never give up using.

           
“Nope, not even a little bit.” He knew better, but I’d never admit it.

           
“Why ‘Tink’ Princess?”
I shifted my glare from Chris
back to Kyden, making it clear he should drop it. My intimidation face needed
some work because it was doing zilch for me tonight. He just turned to Chris.

           
“Tink?”

           
“Short for Tinkerbell.”

           
“Don’t you dare
Christian.
” He better not tell them
that story, it was mortifying.

           
“When she was a freshman, she challenged Bas and I to a race back to our house
from the high school. Girl was too cocky for her own good, and insisted she
could beat us both, even though she was so much smaller and was all dressed up
from being at my senior night, football banquet. First one to reach the front
door won, and the girl was damn fast too. It was roughly a mile from the school
to our house and she was a couple yards ahead of both of us when were coming up
on the house, but we were closing on her so she decided just to hop the fence
around our yard instead opening the gate. Her skirt got caught on the fence and
there she was left standing in our front yard with nothing on below the waste
but her cute little pink and yellow Tinkerbell panties.” He had called me Tink
ever since, and I hated it. He would never let me live it down, thought it was
hilarious. Apparently everyone else agreed with him because they all laughed at
my relived humiliation.

           
“Cute princess.”
I could feel the crimson heat
spreading up my neck and onto my cheeks.
“Oh princess.”
He leaned in close over my shoulder, until he was speaking softly in my ear,
“You really
gotta
stop doing that. It makes me want
to remove every piece of clothing you've got on so I can see just how far that
blush spreads. I would guess all the way down.” I gasped involuntarily. He
chuckled and walked off toward the stage.

           
 
Holy
hottness
Batman, what was he doing to
me?

           
I’d never had this kind of reaction to a guy before. In fact I had very little
experience with guys to speak of at all.

           
Spade and Danny both got up to follow Kyden to the stage, but Spade paused in
front of me.

           
“I really hope you’re wearing Tinkerbell panties tonight Rainbow, so you can
toss them on stage during my solo.”

           
Ugh, I'm going to murder Chris in his sleep.

           
“Missed you Tink, glad you’re home. Now hopefully this guy won’t be such a
cranky asshole.” He gestured at his brother as he followed after his band
mates.

           
If I thought the bar was packed before, the closer it got to time for the band
to start, the more crowded it became. They had to be at capacity. Chris took
his place behind his drums. He looked at home there. Kyden and Spade both
picked up guitars and Ace strapped on a bass. Kyden moved to the
mic
front and center. Of course he would be the lead
singer.

           
“Come
on,
let’s get closer to the stage. They’re
actually really good.” Bas grabbed my hand and pushed through the crowd until
we were just a few people back from the stage.

           
“Kyden McCabe is so hot. What I wouldn’t do for a night in the sack with him.”
One girl beside us exclaimed.

           
“I know. Damien is damn sexy too. Honestly I’d do any of
them,
they’re all hot as hell.” Her friend responded.

           
Clearly the two girls next to us were strictly here for the music. Looking
around I noticed they weren’t the only lust filled groupies I saw. Every female
eye in the place was riveted to the stage. Even a few guys looked in awe of the
dominant masculinity up on that platform. Each band member oozed confidence and
a raw sexuality that drew people to them, male and female. As much as I wished
otherwise, I wasn’t immune either.

           
Spade strummed his guitar leading with what sounded like a complicated riff,
Chris picked up setting the beat on the drums. Ace joined and then Kyden
started crooning the lyrics to their first song and they all came together.
Just like that I was mesmerized. They were incredible. Kyden’s voice was low
and gravelly, with just the right amount of rasp to make me shudder. He sang
each note perfectly, hitting high notes that I wouldn’t have thought his voice
capable of. He didn’t just work the song he owned it.

           
The girls were going crazy, and I totally got it. They were a force up
there,
taking you to the edge and making you feel each
emotion. They played a mix of covers and original songs.
Every
one
was brilliant. Several times Kyden’s eyes met mine in the crowd,
usually when he was belting out particularly sensual lyrics that set my entire
body ablaze. They had to be close to the end of their set when Kyden stopped to
address the room.

           
“Okay
guys,
are you ready for a new song?
Last one of the night.”
Kyden’s voice rang out through the
room. The crowd roared their approval. “Then get ready to Breathe. It. In.”

           
Chris got a slow beat going on the drums that the others picked up and then
Kyden came in with a raspy hum, his eyes met mine and I was completely, utterly
enraptured. His soft voice wrapped around me like a caress, leaving me wanting.

           
“Feel the allure,
it’s
only temptation

           
Feel the urge,
it’s
pure attraction

           
A passionate frenzy

           
A chemical reaction

           
Breathe it in

           
Sating our hunger

           
Just a chemical reaction

           
Feeding this addiction

           
A sensual combustion

           
My touch like kerosene

           
Fueling that flame in your eyes

           
An invitation to sin

           
Now you’re on your knees, begging me to please”

           
Just a rising desire

           
Igniting a fire

           
Ecstasy taking you higher

           
Consumed on a pyre

           
Hot flesh on display

           
Just a chemical reaction

           
Filling this void

           
A sensual combustion

           
Pleasure ripped from your lips

           
Between the sheets

           
Screaming my name

           
Finding release

           
Your thighs shake

           
It’s an addictive high

           
Your hips quake

           
An explosion of need

           
Rapturous cries

           
Your body aches

           
Breathe it in deep

           
Breathe it in

           
Left intoxicated

           
By this chemical reaction

           
Seeking gratification

           
In a temporary bliss

           
Breathe it in”

           
Throughout the entire song his dark
gaze never left mine. I was held in place, even as the bar erupted into
pandemonium, unnerved by the intense need pulsing within me that I had never
felt before. I didn’t know what to do with it, but it wasn’t good. Finally a
crooked grin spread over his face and he winked at me before acknowledging the
boisterous cries of the crowd. He jumped down from the stage and was
immediately swamped by a horde of females riled up from the heated performance
and erotic lyrics.

           
Sebastian looked at me with a knowing
smirk. “Be careful Jazz.”

           
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. They’re good, really good, but that’s
all. I was just appreciating the music.”
And the
dangerously attractive singer.

           
“It looked like you were appreciating more than just the music.”

           
“He’s hot, so what.” I tried to play it down. “I’m clearly not the first girl
to notice and I sure as heck won’t be the last. He knows how good looking he is
and he uses it like a weapon. Trust me, you don’t need to be worried about me
falling for that bad boy, player routine, you know that’s not my type.” At
least it never had been before.

           
“Who's not your type Rainbow? If you say me, you’re
gonna
break my heart.”

           
“I think you’d recover just fine. Your blonde friend from earlier is heading
this way and she looks like she would be more than happy to help you forget
about me.” Spade smiled mischievously as he turned to watch her sashay her way
to him. He turned back and grinned at me. “I think you’re right, but I could
never forget you Rainbow. So what did you think of the show?”

           
“You guys aren’t bad.”
Didn’t want to inflate his ego anymore
than it already was.

           
“Oh come on. We fucking killed it. Did you hear the chicks screaming for me,
the ladies love them some Spade.” Yeah, his ego definitely wasn’t in jeopardy
of returning to acceptable proportions any time soon. Enforcing his point, a
curvy brunette came up to ask for an autograph only to be shouldered from
behind by the blonde just as he was inking his name on her stomach with a
Sharpie.

           
“Beat it
skank
.” Blondie was clearly not into
sharing.

           
“Ladies, ladies, there’s plenty of
Spade
to go around.”
I just rolled my
eyes,
I didn’t understand girls who
lowered themselves to vying for a scrap of attention like a dog. I could never
bring myself to fight over a
guy,
I had too much pride
for that. Where had Bas disappeared to? I needed an escape?

           
I felt a hot body press up against my back and a shudder racked my spine. He
leaned in and whispered in that low, gravelly voice responsible for making the
whole of the female population lose their minds. “So Princess did you like that
song?”

           
I pretended not to know what song he was referring to, and continued to look
around for Bas.
"Which one?
They were all so
similar."

           
Take that.

           
He wasn't fooled by my feigned ignorance.

           
"The one that had you breathing deep and your body aching for the release
I could give you.
That one Princess."