Page 186 of Fame & Rhythm

“Want another juice, baby?” Aston asks, brushing his lips against my cheek.

I nod. “Yeah.”

“I’ll be right back.” He slides out of the booth and heads to the bar.

Ella watches him go, then turns back to me. “You’re seriously not drinking tonight?”

I shake my head. “Nope. I’m done with that. Look what happened last time… fighting, strangers, hospital visits, photos everywhere. Not worth it.”

She smiles softly. “I’m proud of you.”

I nod, feeling it too. Then I glance toward the bar, and freeze.

A redhead.

She’s right up against Aston, her arm wrapped around his waist.

Jealousy hits fast… hot and sharp.

I sit up straighter, watching closely as he removes her hand, stepping away.

Good.

Relief settles for half a second…

Then the bitch goes back in. This time, wrapping her arms around his neck, getting far too close.

I’m already on my feet.

Aston turns, clearly trying to disengage, but before he can move away properly, she launches herself at him, legs wrapping around his waist.

Laughter ripples through the room as he stumbles, caught off guard.

Then she kisses him.

And everything in me snaps.

I don’t think.

I don’t hesitate.

I just move.

I barely register someone calling my name as I storm across the room, rage burning through me. I grab her hair and yank her back hard. “How dare you kiss my boyfriend?” I shout.

She hits the floor, and I follow her down, my anger taking over completely.

“Annie, stop!” someone yells.

I don’t.

I can’t.

Hands grab me from behind, trying to pull me off as I lash out, but it takes two of them to drag me back.

“You’re a psycho!” she screams.

“Then stay away from him!” I snap.