I couldn’t believe he kissed me. I should have been pissed but I was so freakin’ surprised I didn’t even react, then when it hit me, it hit me hard. Thank God he didn’t realize how much it affected me. But now even the cool shower wasn’t taking the edge off, and it’s not like I had any privacy or a room for anything else.
Just thinking about getting off in the shower and falling through the glass door,then having to explain it cracked me up. Damn. I was freakin’ giddy. Had to be the kiss. It was like we were super charged with electricity whenever we were close, and it’s not like he’d been doing a good job of hiding the monster hard-on he kept getting. It was flattering and surprising. With all the women around why was I the one turning him on? Was it because I was the only one not falling all over him? It’s not like I was playing hard to get, I really didn’t want to be ‘got’.
While drying off I heard the guys come in. Can you say drunk and disorderly? Oh hell yeah. I wondered if they had any of the skanks with them. Good thing I’d brought my pajamas in the bathroom with me. Michelle insisted I buy some sexy nighties just in case, but I mostly packed my PJs. If I was sleeping out in the open I wasn’t going to get all sexy. Besides, who was I getting sexy for anyway? Shit, I had it bad for Chaos. He’d been such a total asshole at first, but now he was showing a different side, well until he kissed me. Oh man…that kiss.
“Hey, Cyn, you in there? I need to use the toilet.”
Shit. It sounded like a drunk Wrath. “Umm yeah, I’ll be right out.”
“Hurry or I’m gonna piss myself.”
Yikes. Seriously? How drunk were they? Throwing on my PJs and grabbing all my stuff I pulled open the door to see Wrath leaning against the frame with half-closed eyes.
“Wrath?”
“Huh, yah?”
“You needed the bathroom right?”
“Fuck yeah,” he slurred as he pushed passed me and kicked the door shut. The smell of alcohol, cigarettes and something else hung in the air and I plugged my nose. Yuck. Next stop I was buying an air freshener and some candles. This place was going to be reeking.
I shouldn’t have been surprised to see the guys lounging all around the table and on the couch aka my bed. Guess I wasn’t going to sleep as soon as I thought. They all reeked of booze, cigs and sex. Ugh, I couldn’t even imagine having sex with someone I’d just met, then I realized Flame wasn’t there.Everyone else was back, and unless he was already tucked in his bunk, where was he? Was he still with Michelle? I hope he didn’t hurt her. She was my best friend, and being away for two weeks meant I couldn’t be there to watch chick flicks and eat ice cream with her to get over the heart break. Maybe they weren’t together, for all I know she could be home in bed and he was off with some groupie skank.
Wrath stumbled out of the bathroom and sat down next to me on the couch.
“Geesh, dude, you need a breath mint.”
He laughed, “Sorry, babe. I’ll try not to breathe on you.”
“Yeah right. Looks like you had a great time.”
Fury winked at me. “You can tell huh? It was fuckin’ incredible.”
“Fuck yeah,” Rage agreed as he poked his head over the edge of the fridge door.
They were funny smashed, and again not what I’d expected. Maybe Michelle was right, maybe I had it all wrong. I bet they’d be hurting tomorrow. Would they party likethis after every show? It’d have to get old eventually wouldn’t it? Then again, it never did for my sperm donor.
Fury yawned and a cloud of boozy breath floated my way. Yuck.
“Hell, I’m going to bed, see you fuckers in the morning,” Wrath said as he stumbled toward his cubby.
“Me too, before I pass out here,” Rage agreed.
Fury looked around. “Anyone seen Chaos?”
Feeling the heat in my cheeks and hoping they were all too drunk to notice I nodded. “Yup he’s in his room, he came back earlier when I did.”
Fury arched his eyebrow and winked at me. “Oh yeah? Did you have some fun?” Then he lifted his finger in an attempt to make the ‘shush’ sound but missed his lips. “Don’t tell Sweets, she’ll go fucking crazy. She has a mean crush on him, has for years. He’s the only one who doesn’t see it.”
I rolled my eyes, what is it with men, why do they all think we’re ready to fall in bedwith them? “Nothing happened. He’s in there and I’m out here. I got the nickel tour of the bus and he let me unpack some of my stuff in his room. That’s it.”
“If you say so.”
“I do. Maybe you should go to bed too, so I can get some sleep.”
I held back my giggles as he struggled to stand up. They were like classic drunks. I wondered if maybe tonight was an exception for them and they really couldn’t hold their alcohol. Nah, they were rockers and had been playing gigs for five years, of course they drank like fishes, didn’t all of them?
Making up the couch and climbing under the blankets I was surprised it was so comfortable, or maybe it was because I was so damn tired. As I stared at ceiling and listened to the wheels on the road. I heard some soft music. At first I thought I was imagining it. But sure enough it was a guitar. It had to be an acoustic since it was so quiet.
