Bad Moon (BBW Paranormal Romance) by Jackie Sexton

Author:Jackie Sexton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal romance, bbw, contemporary romance, rockstar romance, bbw paranormal romance, bbw rockstar romance, bbw rockstar
Publisher: Tessa Black

Chapter 4

The house we arrived at was small and had a decent plot of land, with people milling about and calling to one another loudly. We had some difficulty parking, so I texted Aamir about where was okay. Trent seemed pretty annoyed that I had his number, which was uncomfortable to say the least. But I brushed him off, reminding myself that nothing would bother me tonight, not even Trent’s moodiness.

"He said you can park on the lawn," I told Nick as I picked up my purse and strapped it around my chest. We walked up to the door and I lead the way, avoiding eye contact with any of my bandmates since they were pretty eager to kill my buzz. Inside a motley of people milled about; mostly young and wearing edgy clothing, but I refused to let that make me feel out of place.

‘I look hot,' I reminded myself.

"Let's get something to drink!" I called back over the racket to the guys before making my way to the open kitchen where a giant keg was waiting for us in a tub of ice. I wasn't sure how that rhyme went about liquor and beer, so I decided to stick to the counter with handles of rum and vodka. I fixed myself a drink in a classic red solo cup, realizing with a smirk how little things had changed since college finished. Martin exclaimed excitedly behind me and he and Brandon were eagerly pumping themselves some drinks.

I laughed, and was going to exchange a glance with Trent, when I realized with a sinking feeling in my stomach that he and Nick were being chatted up by a couple of "hot" chicks in matching miniskirts.

"Whatever," I mumbled to myself, taking a sip of my cranberry vodka and walking out into the living room. I had my own hottie to hit up.

Nerves bubbled to the surface as I faced a slew of unknown faces, and I took another, deep swig of my tart drink, reminding myself that I belonged. It wasn't more than a few seconds, however, before I was approached by a guy with sandy blonde hair and an undeniably adorable grin.

"Hey," he said. "What's your name?"

I almost wanted to laugh at the cliché line, but part of me was thrilled to hear it be spoken to me for once instead of any other one of my hot friends lined up next to me at the bar. "I'm Bailey." I took another deep swig, allowing the alcohol to smother up my wired nerves.

The guys face screwed up in concentration for a moment, the groves on his face deepening as he searched for some information in his undoubtedly altered brain. "Are you the only Aamir sang that song for? God, he won't shut up about you."

"Uh," I paused, completely shocked to my core by the confirmation of my suspicion. It was something I had really not wanted to accept because it set me up for so much disappointment if it wasn't true.

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