Everything: A Singed Wings Novel Read Free Page B

I’m sure I failed miserably as I squeaked out the last word.
    He moved closer, stopping directly behind me as he bent down, moved my hair aside, and whispered in my ear, “Thought I made that clear.”
    “Oh?” I said, breathless, my chest heaving at his heady words and nearness.
    “Mm hmm,” he mumbled against my neck, impossibly closer, his chest almost flush with my back. He skimmed his nose along the column of my neck, inhaling deeply. “I know you saw the look . I also know how you felt when you saw it. And I thought you made yourself pretty damn clear too.” His warm, minty breath drifted over the side of my neck, leaving a wake of tingles from my hairline to my collarbone. “Was I wrong? You here with pretty boy over there?”
    Desire pooled between my legs as his words dripped across my skin. Everything about him captivated me. “No, not here with anyone, just a girlfriend,” I rushed out, silently cursing my overzealous mouth.
    “After I get done singing to you, I’m stealing you for the rest of the night. Don’t give a shit who you’re with, let them know. Ain’t no better way to start a new year than with someone as fucking beautiful as you next to me.” His mouth skimmed over the shell of my ear. The touch was feather-light, yet so powerful I trembled everywhere. “When the clock strikes midnight tonight, I want to be tasting those sweet lips you’ve been teasing me with,” he trailed off with another whisper-soft graze, causing another tremble. “Or maybe sooner…”
    Afraid if I turned around I would have torn all his clothes off and had my wicked way with him right there in the grass, I nodded and cleared my throat. “If you can find me when you’re done, I just may let you.”
    Then, I walked away.
    Lindsey didn’t need to worry any longer. My juice was freshly squeezed as of ten seconds ago.
     

 
    “ WHERE IN THE fuck have you been?” Ashlynn growled at me, as I climbed the steps back up onto the stage. “I’ve had to set up everything myself, and Uncle Marcus is bitchin’ that we’re late getting started.”
    Grinning like a fool, I didn’t pay her any mind. I couldn’t even count the times she’d left me to fend for myself either during set-up or take-down while she flirted with some random guy that she’d end up making out with later that night. I loved my sister like no other — that twintuition shit was no joke — but I didn’t always love the way she acted. And I wasn’t about to let her bust my balls.
    “I saw someone I needed to talk to. I’m ready now,” I dismissed her, grabbing my electric guitar from the stand and slipping the strap over my neck.
    “Who was it? It couldn’t have waited?” She sneered and glanced out over at the pack of scantily-dressed females surrounding the stage. “I’m sure your rabid groupies will all still be waiting for you when we finish.” Lowering her voice to a barely audible mumble, she added, “Shameless wenches.”
    “You know I have no interest in any of that shit,” I grumbled under my breath, my annoyance with her steadily increasing. “Now, drop it and get back behind the drums. But don’t forget those ‘shameless wenches’ will be paying our bills here shortly. Don’t bite the hand, sister dearest.”
    Thankfully, she listened and took her place on the stool, tipping her chin at me when she was ready to go, still glowering at me. I stepped up to the microphone and smiled out into the good-sized crowd, my eyes searching for the sexy little pixie who I already couldn’t wait to get back to.
    “Happy New Year’s Eve, folks. Is everybody having a great time out here tonight?” I called out once I found her back in the same seat as before, and then paused as I waited for the cheers, hooting, and hollering that followed.
    I couldn’t fucking look away from her. She was like no one I had ever seen before. Long, shiny, straight brown hair framed the porcelain skin of her oval face. Big, dark brown doe eyes