Cash quickly pushed up onto an elbow to gaze down at me. “That’s not what—”
“Relax,” I said with a laugh. “I’m just teasing you. I’ve been enjoying the quiet, too. Until you ruined it by talking.”
“I won’t make that mistake again,” he replied. “My lips are now sealed.”
I sighed happily. “God, that sex was good. I can’t believe we have such amazing sexual chemistry. Stop staring at me. You’re allowed to talk, I was just teasing you.”
Cash smiled and replied, “I was thinking the same thing. About our chemistry.”
“I guess it’s because I’ve been watching you perform for over a month,” I thought out loud. “Calmly patrolling your side of the stage with the bass guitar across your chest. That’s basically several weeks of foreplay.”
“I’ve had several weeks of foreplay just watching you on the bus,” he said. “That’s basically the same thing.”
“It’s definitelynotthe same thing, but I’m glad the sight of me has excited you that much.” I let my fingers explore the muscle of his thigh, tracing a line down to his knee.
Cash responded by dragging his fingertips across my side and along my thigh, then up over my ass. “You are exceptionally hot, Roxie.”
“How do I compare to the other groupies you guys have had?”
He stopped and sat upright in bed. “First of all, you’re not a groupie.”
“Then what am I?” I challenged.
“Hell if I know. But the word groupie doesn’t fit. You’re more than that. I can’t explain it, but you are.”
I smiled. “I like how you deftly avoided the subject of past groupies.”
“We haven’t had many, honestly. There was one woman who was with us for a week. Brittany. She had bright red hair. Hourglass figure. This was back before Vi knew she was a lesbian, but I think it was part of her sexual awakening. Anyway, she was hot, but not as hot as you. And she only slept with me, not the whole band.”
“So is Vi the only woman all three of you have shared?”
He nodded slowly. “There was another woman who Riot and Milo had a threesome with, but I wasn’t into her. Aside from that… we haven’t had any real groupies.”
“Can you repeat the part about Brittany being less hot than me? I liked that part more than the description of her hourglass figure.”
He laughed, and I laughed with him—until I sneezed.
“Sorry, I got a tickle in my nose.” I sneezed again, then hastily jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to get a tissue.
“I liked that,” Cash called to me from the bed. “The part where I got a very nice, long look at your ass.”
I came out of the bathroom and turned around to give him another look. “I like the vibe you’re putting out. Keep thinking about this ass, because I want more of you as soon as you can get hard again.”
He smiled lustily. “Why wait? I’ve got a mouth. And tongue. And fingers.”
I smiled back at him, then sneezed again. “Damnit. It must be dusty in here.”
“Or you’re coming down with whatever Riot has.”
“I’d better not be,” I replied.
But I was wrong.
34
Roxie
I was sick.
