Hating Piper (Rockers' Legacy Book 8) by Terri Anne Browning

Author:Terri Anne Browning [Browning, Terri Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-27T18:30:00+00:00

14

CANNON

Girls and sex were a complicated combination. In my experience, the majority of the female population expected a relationship the instant you put your dick in them. Making them understand that you only wanted a little fun with no strings was nearly impossible without a bunch of tears. I’d learned at a young age to make sure the person I was hooking up with knew it was a one-time thing or else I walked away fast.

Piper and I hadn’t had the talk before we’d hooked up that morning about what this thing between us meant. She wasn’t suddenly all clingy—although I wished she would be. There were no tears. No demands that I spend every spare minute of my day glued to her side—even if I wished she would.

The moment the bus stopped at our next venue, she started avoiding me.

For the first time in my life, I wanted more than just a little fun. I wanted it all. With her. She was mine, and I was completely hers. There was no going back.

But with how she became busy the instant she spotted me, no matter where we were, I knew I had a hell of a lot more work to accomplish before she was on the same page. Getting the brush-off wasn’t fun, and I had a fleeting flash of guilt for all the times I’d done it to a girl in the past.

Thankfully, I had work to do to keep me distracted all afternoon, or I was sure I would have driven myself batshit crazy. But the moment I stepped on to the stage with her that evening, she couldn’t avoid me any longer. Her hair was done in a Viking braid ponytail, but she was wearing a similar outfit to the one she’d worn the night before. Instead of the sheer white skirt and top, this time, it was black, with a white bra and high-waisted panty set.

My eyes were hungry for the sight of her, but as soon as I saw what she was wearing, my entire body turned hard as stone. All she had to do was smirk at me and she had me eating out of the palm of her hand. But then the crowd noticed what she was wearing, and the men started making appreciative noises. The wolf whistles and shouts at how hot she looked had jealousy boiling in my veins.

“How many of these outfits do you have?” I gritted out as she started the final sound check on her violin.

“I have one in every color,” she said dismissively, keeping her focus on what she was doing and not even sparing me a glance. “Enough for at least one show every stop of the tour.”

“Fucking perfect,” I groaned. “And if I asked you not to wear them?”

She lowered the violin and frowned up at me. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

“Nothing,” I muttered.

“Something.” She crossed her arms over her chest, causing her tits to push up and nearly spill out of the bra.

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