AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Like his bandmates, Cash is sinfully good looking. Everything about him is dark. Hair, eyes, aura—it’s all twisty and jagged and dripping with inky sin. Not only is he impossibly good looking, with his sharp square jaw and hard muscles, but he’s got that bad boy thing girls can’t help but love nailed down. He’s darkly beautiful, and he totally knows it.
My eyes lift from his body to his face, and I feel my body jerk in surprise when I lock eyes with him. Fire from deep in my core heats me from the inside out, and I just know I’m blushing. He might be the kind of attractive that renders the entire female species starstruck, but he’s not even close to the kind of guy I’d give five minutes of my time. Not that I have the time to date, but when I do, I’ll be going for the sweet guy. The one who makes me feel safe and cared for.
Cash Jagger is all danger.
Cutting his stare, I head for the bar. Slapping my tray down, I mutter, “Another round of sour puss.”These guys are really going for the puke your guts out/headache combo.
Addy lifts one pierced brow. “Jagger’s looking at you.”
My heart decides to act like a diva in my chest—totallyflipping out. “No, he isn’t.”
She doesn’t even need to look as she pours shots. “Yeah. He is.”
“Well, I donno why.”
She shakes her head. “Girl, with some fuck-me red and a smoky eye, you’d lock down a killer night in that man’s bed.”
Thrills—I feel thrills.No, Wren. Ew.“No.”
Addy narrows her eyes before sliding them to Chloe as she slides up next to me with her tray. “You got the chance, are you going home with Jagger?”
“Hell, yeah,” Chloe says quickly. “No question.”
I swing my head to Chloe. “You’re engaged.”
“But he’s Cash Jagger!” She leans close to whisper-hiss. “Even my man would understand that.”
“Ew.”
“Why?” Chloe asks, dropping her elbows to the bar before she drops her face into her hands as she leans in curiously. “Who’s going home with Jagger?”
“Wren could, she grew a set of lady balls.”
“Addy!” My face is on fire. “He glanced at me. Once.”
Chloe gasps. “O.M.G. He’s still looking.Whyis he looking?”
“I’m not talking about this.” I shake my head as I swipe my now full tray from the bar, enroute to ass-hole table number one. I’m almost there when a girl in front of me shimmies out of her bright red panties, tossing them with a damn good arm onto the stage.Her aim is true, and they land on the toe of Cash’s black boot.
I roll my eyes before they slide up to his face, completely of their own accord, and connect with his for all of one second before I sever the connection again. He kicks the panties away as the crowd screams, and I focus every ounce of my attention on looking anywhere but at the stage for the rest of the night.
two
Wrenlee
The staff room shares a wall with the room Addy lets the bands use on the nights they perform at the club. It’s usually loud on the other side of the wall, as the jazzed-up performers share drinks and plan to take home women.
Right now, I’m not focused on the sound of the celebratory hoots of a successful show. I’m focused on next week’s schedule.
The schedule that shows I only have three shifts—all during the week.
Where the hell are my weekend shifts? Why is the new girl taking over what I’ve worked since I was hired?
Heart in my throat, I hurry from the staff room to the club, which is mostly empty now save a few staff members and the cleaning crew Addy employs every night. It’s not normal for the band to still be hanging around at close, but the crowd had been so into the show, Addy had asked them to work overtime tonight and Devils Heartbreak agreed.
I find Addy sitting at the tall table closest to the bar, doing the cash out. She has an office—a big, plush, super nice office—but she rarely uses it. Most nights she can be found exactly where she is, sipping on her double vodka cran.
“Can I talk to you?” I ask, sliding on the stool opposite her.
