Wrath laughed. “You just want to drag Michelle back to bed. You’re not fooling any of us.”
Asshole. Mother fucker. “Oh yeah? Like you weren’t ready to drag ‘Blue by her hair into a corner and screw her brains out’, I think were your exact words?”
“Fuck.You.Asshole.”
“You started it.”
Fury and Rage laughed but Chaos looked pissed. “All right, I think maybe we all need some space. I agree with Wrath. Let’s go do whatever we want and meet up for dinner. You okay with that baby?”
Chaos nodded. I was glad he didn’t blow, it took a lot but when he did look out. I’ve seen him put his hand through a wall. We’re all tired and jet lagged and I really didn’t want to do anything but be with Michelle. Fuck ‘em if they didn’t like it.
“Flame make sure you have your phone on. I don’t want to have to track you down.”
“Got it right here. It’s on.”
“Okay, so dinner at six. We’ll meet downstairs in the lobby to figure out where. Unless any of you have ideas?”
I knew Cyn and Chaos were trying to keep us together like family but none of us really cared if we ate together or not. After being up each other’s asses for the past eight months between the bus tour and then Europe we were pretty fuckin’ sick of each other. Separate spaces were definitely the way to go.
Finally we were going to be alone. I grabbed Michelle’s hand and squeezed. She smiled. Thank God she was over whatever the fuck was up her ass last night. I know I fucked up but she never acted like that before. I wondered how rude it would be to just tell them to get the fuck out. Focusing on her hand I kept my mouth shut, hoping they’d get out sooner than later.
“Did you tell Flame yet?” Teresa asked.
“Tell me what?” I looked at Michelle and watched the freakin’ color leave her cheeks, then come rushing back and leaving brightred spots one each side. What the fuck was going on now?
“Oops. I guess not,” Teresa said. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay. I didn’t have a chance yet. It’s really no biggie.”
I didn’t believe her. Not from the look on her face or the look she shot Teresa when she brought it up. The only good thing about it was everyone must have sensed a storm brewing in our room and they finally got the fuck out.
Chapter Ten
Michelle…
Shit. So close. I’d really hoped Teresa wouldn’t say anything, but it looked like this was not my day for catching breaks. If they’d only left five minutes earlier. Still I’m lucky she only mentioned the school and notMr. Creepy Pantsfrom the park yesterday.
The morning should have been wonderful. I wish at least one of us had our phones on so we could have stopped the intrusion. We should have been busy burning up the sheets, the shower, the floor, the couch...Damn. I’d been hoping to explore Flame in every inch of this suite. Now I’d have to explain first and hope he didn’t get pissed off.
Staying on the couch while everyone left, I only got up to grab the last slice of bacon before Flame wheeled the cart into the hall. Coming back in, he shut the door behind him with a click. It was so quiet without everyone talking, eating, and arguing. Raining Chaos wasn’t just a band, they were a family—agrowing family now Cyn, Teresa and I were part of the equation.
“What’s going on with school,” he asked as he sat next to me again. His expression serious but concerned not pissed. I’d take concerned any day of the week.
“It’s nothing really.”
“C’mon just tell me or do I have to find Teresa and Wrath’s room and get her to tell me.”
“No. Of course not. It really is no big deal though. I told her yesterday I was going to tell you.”
“Stop stalling and tell me, babe. If it’s not bad what are you worried about? I saw the look on your face when she brought it up.” He pulled me onto his lap and slid his fingers through my hair. I’d forgotten I didn’t dry it after the shower and now it was a tangled mess.
“Remember when there were all the articles in the paper and the news stories on TV over Christmas?” His fingers lightly tugged on my hair, pulling the curls and stretching them out like curly fries. But nowhe stopped. Was he worried what I was going to say?
“Uh huh.”
“Apparently one of the parents saw me with you and complained to the principle. She wanted me to stop seeing you. I told her she wasn’t my mother just my boss. It didn’t really go well from there.” I winced thinking about it. Actually considering everything, I’m surprised I wasn’t fired.
“You definitely have an Italian temper don’t you?”
