Whisky Melody: Rock Star Romance, New Adult College Romance (Tennessee Romance Book 2) Read Free Page B

girl. She does what she wants, and there isn’t much you can do about it. You oughta know that by now, after all the shit she’s pulled.” As soon as he said it, he saw a fire well up in Ashley’s eyes. Uh-oh. Wrong answer.
    “Logan, she’s my cousin!” she said in a rage. “We’ve always been there for each other, and I can’t just stand by and watch her screw everything up. It’s all Charlie’s fault anyway. I’m sure of that.”
    Irritation soared through him. It probably was Charlie’s fault, at least to some degree, but Charlie didn’t do dope. Sure he drank, but drugs were not his thing. “Look, whatever she got into tonight, Charlie didn’t give it to her. He’s a lotta things, but that… Well, he just isn’t like that.”
    Her eyes flashed hotter.
    He sighed and shrugged. “Sorry, but it’s true.”
    Ashley cupped her elbows in her hands. “I wanna go back to the hall. Look, I’m just… I don’t know. I’m tired. I’ve had enough.”
    Damn, Logan thought. So much for my plans to take her to bed. “Okay. Let me take you.”
    “No. Thanks. I really just need some space. Classical cello concerts tend to be a lot quieter and empty out quickly after a show.” She turned and started walking toward the door.
    Frustration ate at him. “You can’t walk all the way there! Don’t be stupid, Ashley! Now you’re acting high!”
    She spun around, her eyes now a blazing inferno. “What!?”
    He wanted to bang his head into the nearest wall. “C’mon, Ash. It’s late and dark. At least let me drive you back. I don’t have to stay or anything, but I don’t want you walking alone.”
    She toed the floor, scuffing one boot, then looked away as she ran a hand through her hair. “Yeah, okay but—”
    “Yeah, yeah. I get it. You need space. I heard you,” he said, disgruntled. He took her hand, then quickly let go of it as soon as they stepped outside on the asphalt. He loped toward his bike, and she followed him. As they walked, his emotions went from anger to confusion. What the hell’s wrong with her? Is she just freaking out over Kaylee, or is it something else?
    They mounted the bike, and he handed a helmet to her. Unlike earlier, the ride didn’t feel sexy and inviting. She was stiff and unresponsive behind him, not even bothering to try to hold him close or tease him. Her withdrawal was not even subtle, and it spoke volumes. His heart hammered in his chest as he considered that they might have actually reached the end, that she could very well be so pissed at his stepbrother that she was ready to tell him to fuck off—and not in an inviting, good way.
    It wouldn’t be the first time Charlie came between him and a girl, but he didn’t want a repeat. He just didn’t know what to say to her right then.
    To make matters worse, Kaylee was ruining things. The whole thing was turning into a shit-show of bad relatives and misunderstandings, and Logan needed to fix it, fast, but he had no idea how. He couldn’t change who they were or who their family was, no more than he could take back what his careless stepbrother had done.
    At her dorm, Ashley hesitated. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s just been a crazy night. I’m kinda blown away by everything.”
    He smiled. “I know.”
    She burst into laughter that carried the same musical melody she used when she sang or played an instrument. “Honestly, I was so mad at you earlier over that blonde.”
    Whew . Relief filled him. “Don’t be. She’s not my type.”
    “I know, and I know it was stupid.” She snuggled into him. “Am I your type?”
    “You know it.” Her body was warm and slender, toned and sexy. Her pelvis bumped his, making his cock stiffen in the hopes that she might change her mind about the alone time.
    “You wanna come up? Kaylee may or may not come back. I can’t say either way. She’s always so…unpredictable.”
    He caught her lips in a kiss. “So we’ll lock the door.”
    “Good idea.”
    After Logan parked his