Jump by Sandra Alex

Author:Sandra Alex
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, rock star romance, romance series, romance steamy, hea romance
Publisher: Sandra Alex

Chapter 8

Slick

As much as I try to wipe the shit-eating grin off my face, I can’t. I decide that the only way to get through this alive is to put a piece of gum in my mouth and start chewing like I’m in an airplane and my ears need popping. Gord is waiting in the hallway at the hotel for me, and I wonder how much he heard. Judging by his face when he sees me, he doesn’t know anything. “Hey, dude. You mind getting me some gum from the concierge?”

“You want me to get you another shirt, too?” he asks, eying the busted buttons. Hairs from the stitching hang loosely from the fabric, and I feel my face heat.

“Yeah, I should go back to my room and change.”

“You do that and I’ll grab you some gum.”

“Thanks, man.”

Dodged that bullet. Either that or he’s just playing stupid to save face with me. He’s usually pretty cool when I’m fucking a groupie in my room. Doesn’t say anything. This is probably all the same to him. But it’s not to me. For whatever reason, it bothers me. Doc is no groupie. Sure, I did the deed with her, but it’s…different. Not sure how different, but it is. After I slip into a different shirt, I meet Gord in the hallway again, and we walk over to the auditorium together, with one of our security guys close by.

The guys are already doing soundchecks, but they look like they haven’t been here long, so they don’t look pissed. Jett is tuning his guitar with his tech when he sees me. “Hey, you feeling better, man?”

“Yeah, thanks.” I answer, chewing the gum.

He looks at me strangely. “You puke or something? Why have you got another shirt on?”

“The buttons were all fucked up.” Gord answers with a smirk, and I give him a look.

A ‘v’ forms between Jett’s brows. “Fucked up?”

“Looked like they’d been ripped off, man.” Gord supplies. “She must have been rough.” He snickers.

“Fuckoff.” I murmur.

“Who’d you…” Jett asks, and then he stops himself, opening his mouth slightly. “You didn’t.”

Zane, overhearing, comes over from chatting with his tech. “What did you do, man?”

“It’s more of a who.” Gord states. “Who did he do.”

“Oh, man…” Jett trails off, scratching his chin. Zane gives him an expectant look, and that’s when Jett slips into his back pocket, pulls out his wallet, and hands Zane a twenty. Crush, observing from behind his drum kit, comes over, and Zane is about to say something, when Jett interrupts. “Go on, man. I lost the bet, too.”

“What the fuck are you guys doing, man?” I ask, even though I’m catching on.

“I figured you’d show some decency, man. For the record.” Jett says, feigning sincerity by placing a hand on his chest, even though his eyes are dancing.

“Man, you really outdid yourself this time.” Crush says, impressed. “You’d never be able to fuck anyone with that much brains if you weren’t a rock star, man.”

“So, now that you fucked her, man, when is she splitting?” Gord asks.

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