Bad Boy Romance: Nick (Romantic Suspense Alpha Male Romance) (New Adult Rock Star Contemporary Short Stories) (Hard Rock Star Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

could tell that much. If I pushed her too hard, I
was going to fuck it up; and if I gave into that tingle of electric heat
flowing through my veins, I was definitely going to push her too hard.
    I got up from the table and walked over to Dan, who was
watching the game between Jules and Alex, taking a break from one of the arcade
machines. “Hey.”
    “You talk her into going back to your place?” I shook my
head.
    “I’m going back to hers,” I said. I grinned; I wasn’t about
to tell Danny that I knew I wasn’t going to get laid. I took my wallet out and
handed him a couple of bills out of it to cover my part of the tab. God only
knew when the rest of the guys would roll out of the bar; they might actually
manage to hang in until it closed at four.
    “Text me if you need a fast getaway,” Dan said, taking the
money and shoving it in his pocket. I nodded and looked around. I spotted
Olivia walking away from the bar slowly; I could almost read her mind as she
looked around. She’s thinking she could take this chance and ditch me. She
sees I’m not at the table waiting for her; she could just slip out and go home
and not even have to worry about me—except that then she’d be the asshole that
went back on her word.
    I saved her the trouble of deciding, picking my way through
the crowd and popping up at her side. “All paid up?” Olivia jumped, turning and
looking at me with slightly wide eyes. I hesitated for a second. “Look, if you
really just hate the idea of spending any more time with me tonight, you don’t
have to feel like you have to humor me.” I held her gaze. “I’m a grown-ass man,
and like you said there are plenty of other girls here who would take me home
if I wanted to just go fuck someone.” Olivia’s cheeks lit up with that pink-red
color and she glanced at the rest of my band mates. She caught her bottom lip
between her teeth and I saw her chest rise and fall with a deep breath as she
came to a decision.
    “Come on,” she said, reaching into her bag.
    We walked out of the bar together, almost completely silent.
I nodded to the doorman, giving him the little half-grin that would maintain my
reputation. It was one thing to be okay with not getting laid; it was a
completely different thing to let it get out that I was following some chick
who didn’t want to have sex with me like a lost puppy. Why am I even doing this? We started up the street to where Olivia had parked. She’s totally right.
There were at least a dozen girls in there who would have come running to the
table if I so much as crooked my finger. The hell am I trailing after the one
woman in the room I know has no intention of having sex with me for?
    “You’ve gone quiet all of a sudden,” Olivia said, taking her
keys out of her bag and unlocking the Focus. I shrugged.
    “So have you,” I pointed out. I walked around to the
passenger side and opened the door, looking over the roof of the car at Olivia.
“Having second thoughts about inviting me into your home?”
    “Oh I had those fifteen minutes ago,” she said, opening her
own door and ducking in on the driver’s side. I followed her example, pushing
the seat back until at least my knees weren’t right up against the glove
compartment. “I’m on third or fourth thoughts about it now.”
    “I’m serious,” I told her. “If you don’t want me over, tell
me no. I’ll kiss you on the cheek, tell you to get home safely and text me to
let me know you haven’t died, and I’ll find someone else to shoot the breeze
with.” Olivia stared at me for a long moment in silence and I waited to hear
her say that she would prefer it if that was exactly the way things went down.
    “If you don’t close your door I can’t drive,” she said
instead. I suppressed the grin that threatened to break out over my face and
did as I was told, closing the door behind me.
     

 
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    I was both surprised and not surprised when we walked into
Olivia’s apartment. It was one