Page 86 of Robbin’ the Rich

“Baby, I’m gonna⁠—”

I sucked him into my mouth taking him all the way in until he hit the back of my throat. His hand pulled and I enjoyed the sting as he emptied into my mouth.

I stood up, fixed his pants and kissed him.

He looked at me with a glazed over smile. “You really are perfect.”

He pulled me close and tried to spin us, so my back was against the wall. I let him and enjoyed the feel of his lips on mine until I felt him starting to undo the button of my jeans. I pulled back and looked up into his eyes. His hair was damped with sweat around the edges from being on stage and his eyes were fixed on me with a lusty determination.

“Micah, you don’t have to.”

He only responded with a kiss.

I pulled back again, hating the giggle that bubbled up. “Micah, you have to go. I only did that because you look so hot on the stage.”

“And now I want to return the favor⁠—”

“Micah, we’re on,” a voice called from the doorway.

“Later,” he said in damn near a growl before kissing down the side of my neck.

I cupped his face and gave him one last kiss. "Go be a rock star."

"I'm a bassist."

"Looks the same to me.”

Micah kissed me one last time as the lead singer called his name.

“I’ll be watching.”

He gave me one more kiss and turned still smiling as he headed back toward the stage.

An hour later, the band had packed up for the night, Trixie's was closing down, and somehow, I found myself squeezed into a booth at the twenty-four-hour diner down the street with half the Grim Reapers and one extremely confused science teacher.

"I still don't understand why we're here," Micah admitted as a plate of cheese fries landed in front of him.

"Because," Belle explained patiently, stealing one of Raphael's onion rings, "after enough alcohol, every derby team requires greasy food."

Sonia didn't even look up from his burger. "She means she's hungry."

"That too," Belle smirked.

Micah nodded solemnly. "Ah. The sacred post-drinking ritual."

"Exactly."

"Like Klingon death chants."

The entire table went silent. Belle blinked. Zella blinked.

Then they all burst out into laughter. Micah quickly realized what he'd done. "Oh no."

I sat back and watched, knowing he was about to get it, but it was sink or swim with this bunch.

"Oh yes," Belle said. "Please continue."

Micah sighed. "That wasn't a normal thing to say, was it?"