Miles Apart (The Not So Bad Boys of Rock Book 2) Read Free Page B

the right.
    “Where’d
you stay in California? Aren’t they located in L.A.?”
    “Yes,
but I lived in Santa Monica.” I sighed, suddenly longing to be there again.
    He
let out a low whistle, and his eyes grew larger. “That’s a pretty pricey area,
they must be paying you well.” He guffawed, shaking his head at the same time.
“I think I may have picked the wrong restaurant owner.”
    “I’m
afraid not. The pay is pretty average. I was living with someone, my boyfriend,
actually.” Reid seemed like a really nice guy, but he also appeared to be
interested in me, and I wasn’t looking to reciprocate.
    “Oh,”
he pulled back slightly, his face showing proof of his disappointment. “Is he
still in the picture? You two are pretty far apart if he’s back in L.A.”
    “He's
very much in the picture, thankfully. I wouldn’t be able to get by without him."
    “Sounds
like he’s the one.” He nudged me gently. “Isn’t that always the case? The best
ones are always taken. I guess we’ll just have to settle for being friends.
Unless you get lonely and need companionship.” He winked playfully, and I gasped
in shock. “I’m just kidding!” He threw his hands up in defense as I slugged him
lightly in the arm.
    “Friends.”
I declared, with a quick nod of my head.
    “So,
who’s the lucky guy? Is he a chef as well?”
    “No.
He’s creative, but not with food.” I chuckled, remembering the last time I’d
tried to teach him how to cook, it had been a disaster. “He’s a musician.”
    “Of
course, all the babes go for musicians. Why is that? Is it the hair and
tattoos?” His eyebrows wrinkled together, as if confused.
    “More
like the lips and piercings,” I muttered. Immediately, my mind drifted back to
the first time I'd met Sebastian. I hadn't been able to take my eyes off the
piercing on his lower lip. The way he always tugged at it with his teeth when
he was nervous or concentrating really hard on something. I smiled to myself,
recalling the night he'd kissed me for the first time. He was so nervous, and he
kept pulling on the metal. I thought he was going to bite a hole in his lip
before he finally worked up the nerve to kiss me.
    That
had been an amazing kiss. The best first kiss I'd ever had.
    “Piercings?
No kidding. The lips, now that I can understand, but tell me more about this
piercing attraction. Maybe I need to consider it.” His voice pulled me out of
the memory playing out in my head. I glanced up and tried to picture him with a
viper bite, knowing instantly that it wouldn’t work.
    “You
could probably pull off a piercing, but only in the ear,” I nudged, playfully.
“I don’t know. When I first saw him, in person I mean, the lip piercing did
something to me. I found myself wanting to bite it.” I laughed, blushing at the
memory.
    “There
you go again…” He sighed, leaning back against the wall. “You said when you first
saw him in person, how had you seen him before?”
    “Oh,
on posters, cd cases, magazines. Lots of places I guess. He’s pretty famous.” Reid’s
eyebrow shot up a notch in response. “He’s Sebastian Miles, you know, from--” I
pointed to my shirt.
    “Paradox.”
He finished my sentence. “It figures.”
    “Why
do you say that?” I squinted, turning to face him. “Because he’s gorgeous?
Talented? Has an amazing voice? Sexy lip piercing? Which is it?” I teased.
    “All
of the above, and then some. I don’t know, the guy just seems to lead a charmed
life. He must have done something right.” His eyes locked with mine, and his gaze
penetrated right through me. It was unnerving.
    “Listen,
I think I better call it a night. I have an early start in the morning.” I
moved to stand and his hand reached forward to help me. “Thanks, for
everything. It will be nice to have a friend around.”
    “Yeah,
friends are good. I’ll see you around, friend.” He walked me to the door,
leaning casually against the frame as I passed through. “Have