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“Sometimes. Other times I feel guilty because my life is pretty damn good so why shouldn’t I share the wealth?”
“Except when your bandmates start pushing for a country-western album.” There was a teasing glint in her eyes and we both chuckled.
“Don’t say that,” I rumbled. “Jesus. That’s all I need. Carter hears that and he’ll run with it.”
“Sorry.”
The impish little grin on her face told me she wasn’t, but that was okay. She made me laugh, something I didn’t do much these days. Especially not with women. Unless they were business colleagues or family, I only had one reason to interact with a woman. I wasn’t interested in a relationship and wasn’t even sure I ever wanted to get married. I’d watched way too many of my friends go down that road, and most of them ended in disaster. My plan was to stay single well into my thirties, and maybe at some point find a woman who was okay with monogamy without legalities.
Someone with long legs who made me laugh without even trying.
“You have a boyfriend, Sunny?”
She blinked, and though it was hard to tell in the bar’s dim lighting, I could have sworn her cheeks got red. That was interesting.
“No. I don’t… well, I don’t have time for that. What about you?”
I shook my head. “Same. Not into guys either.”
She rolled her eyes. “Very funny.”
“No time for anything serious with me on the road eleven months of the year. Though I do enjoy the company of ladies from time to time.”
Yup. She was definitely blushing.
“I’m… um, I’m sure you do.” Those long-lashed hazel eyes were staring into mine with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.
“A good orgasm can fix a lot of things,” I said, curious about how embarrassed she was. Was she really as innocent as she seemed, or was it an act she put on while working behind the bar? “Stress, high blood pressure. Hell, it even helps you sleep better.”
“I work, go to school, and take care of an elderly relative,” she said. “I have no trouble sleeping. I’m usually out the minute my head hits the pillow.”
“When do you have fun, Sunny?” I suddenly really wanted to know. I complained about tour buses and travel and uncomfortable mattresses, but I had it easy compared to most people.
“I guess I don’t,” she said after a long hesitation. “Don’t get me wrong, my life isn’t bad. I’m just busy. Especially since Aunt Meg’s diagnosis. She needs me and what should I say? Oh, no, sorry, you’ll have to put yourself to bed. I’m going out with my friends.”
“What would she do if you weren’t there?” I asked carefully. “What if you’d gone away to school?”
“I probably would have had to come back, but I didn’t even consider going away. It’s too expensive to go out of state. This way, I can live at home, which saves me a ton in student loans.”
“No parties? Sororities? Dances?”
She shook her head. “I’m not exactly the girl all the guys beat down the door to go out with.”
I was surprised. “What does that mean? Are you saying guys don’t ask you out?”
“Not really, no.” She dropped her gaze, almost embarrassed.
Geez, were college guys so immature these days they didn’t understand different kinds of beauty? Sunny wasn’t necessarily the kind of woman who’d make heads turn when she walked down the street, but she was stunning. Big eyes that reminded me of warm honey were fringed with long lashes that didn’t appear fake. She had the cutest dimples when she smiled, and her cupid’s bow upper lip made me want to suck on it. Her slim body seemed toned and firm, and in my experience, women with small breasts seemed to be more sensitive in that area. There wasn’t any science in that observation, but I’d been with enough women to feel confident about it.
Immature college boys were missing out.
Had she ever been with a real man? Someone a little older and a lot more experienced?
My guess was no.
I could show her so much.
Just thinking about it had me hard as granite behind my jeans.
