We dove into chatting about her apprenticeship and how much she had fanned over our band for years. One thing led to another and I was inviting Serena and Fae to our next practice, completely ignoring the no girls rule.
“Yeah, we have practice almost every day. Why don’t you come tomorrow?” I sat down on her table, trying to play off how nervous I actually was. She was so flirty and touchy, I was shocked. I had her in between my legs, my hands on her ass, and she didn't seem to care in the slightest.
Coolest, fucking, chick! EVER!
“Oh, my god!” Her shrill was deafening. “I would fuckinglovethat!”
“Fae, you should totally come too.” I had gone and invited one chick, might as well make a fucking party out of it.
“Come where?” Dane slowly walked back over to us, looking pale with his hands digging into his pockets.
“Colt invited Serena and me to your band’s practice tomorrow.” Serena popped up and started to clean and bandage up Dane’s new tattoo.
“How’re you feeling?” Her smile had faded as concern took over.
“Oh fine. I’m a big boy, I can handle the pain.”
Fae laughed. “I’m sure the toilet agrees.”
There was an awkward silence as Fae tried to salvage the situation.
“Colt, inviting chicks to our practice, huh?” Dane glared over at me.
I nodded, staring at the floor. I felt like a beat puppy whenever Dane gave me that look.
“Rodney is going to flip his shit.”
Dane was totally right,but who gives a shit?We needed to have some fun, and having our biggest fan at a practice might actually help us. Having Fae there so that there was more than one girl was a plus; girls liked to travel in packs. It confused the ever-loving shit out of me, but it was a social norm that I had grown to accept without question. “He can suck it. He’s too much of a prima donna, I’ll take care of him.”
Dane and Fae said their goodbyes and left Serena and me alone in the almost empty shop.
Cruz walked into the back. “Hey, you guys hungry?”
We both shrugged and Cruz smiled. “Got it. Well, I have some paperwork to do in the back. See you tomorrow at eleven, Serena?”
She nodded and grabbed my hand. “Yeah. I’ll be here.”
Cruz handed her a key. “Awesome. You open up then. See you at noon.”
Her eyes got wide as she stared at the shiny metal in her hand. I figured this was a big deal from her reaction, but I hated being out of the loop.
“You wanna get out of here?” I pulled her close to me as she nodded. “Good.” I slowly pressed my lips onto her soft cheek and I melted. I fucking melted right on the spot.
How is this real life? Is this shit love at first touch? Is that really a thing?
Serena
“Icannot fucking believehow easy it is to talk to you.” Colt sat next to me at the bar waving to the older bartender to bring us another round of beers. “And it is a total plus that you drink beer!”
I laughed, putting my hand on his shoulder. “I’m stoked that we’re doing this. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun just talking to someone.”
“So, Colt, are you going to introduce me to your lady friend?” The bartender was leaning on the bar in front of us.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. Marty, this is Serena. She works at Vatican.”
“It’s a pleasure, Serena. What a beautiful name.” Marty took my hand gently as a warm smile washed over his leathery face. “Well, smoke break time. Care to join me, Colt?”
Colt shook his head and lifted up his sleeve, revealing a clear nicotine patch. “Been going strong for a few weeks now. I can’t believe Mav hasn’t complained to you about my terrible mood swings at our last few practices.”
