Saxon(37)

I step forward and fist my hand. Saxon grabs me and pulls me back. “Jet get them out of here.”

I’m escorted to my room.

Saxon stares at me for a moment, and then sighs. “He’s a grown man, Tee.”

“No he isn’t,” I reply.

“He’s twenty-one.” Saxon grimaces. “Babe he’s allowed to have his fun. Morning Alliance is hitting the big time, and I guess for him that comes with the women as well.”

“Does he really want to be with women like that? Who don’t care if they were f*cking him or you? My cousin deserves better than that,” I bite out, crossing my arms over my chest.

Jet walks in, sighing and sitting down next to me. What’s with the men in my life sighing before they try to talk to me? Long-suffering sighs too—like they’d rather jump of a cliff than discuss something with me. “It’s just some fun Tee, I’m not looking to settle down right now.”

“What if you get someone pregnant?” I ask him.

His face pales and a muscle ticks in his jaw. “You think I would do that after what happened with me?”

I look away.

Jet’s mother was a stripper who slept with Finn Crawford, my uncle. My married uncle. A lot of the family tend to stay away from him, or they face my aunt’s wrath.

She won’t even look at Jet, as he’s proof of her husband’s infidelity.

Jet did nothing wrong, but they blame an innocent kid for Finn cheating on his wife.

“Fine, okay, I’ll lay off,” I mumble.

Jet looks at Saxon and grins. “Thanks.”

Did he just thank Saxon or me?

“Oh and Jet,” I say.

“Yeah?”

“Why do you have a tattoo of a unicorn on your ass?”

Jet groans as Saxon laughs.





Chapter Twenty Four

Saxon

My eyes flare as I take her in from top to toe. “Are you trying to kill me?”

She turns to me, fixing the clasp on her earring. “Not yet, why?”

I storm up to her and slide my hands down her hips in appreciation. “Knowing you’re wearing this while I’m on stage… I’m gonna go f*cking crazy.”

She grins.

I don’t.

I don’t want to be one of those men, but, “You need to change.”

Her grin drops. “It’s just a dress, and you’re going to have to deal.”

It isn’t just a dress, and she knows it.

It’s white, tight as hell, and accentuates every one of her assets.

And she has many of them.

My gaze lowers to the sexy red heels on her feet.

Fuck.

“Can you at least wear flat shoes?”

Her long legs look even longer today.

I try to subtly adjust myself. Jesus, she’s like Viagra to me.

Instant hard on that won’t even go away until I’ve had a taste.

She purses her red, pouty lips. “No, no I cannot. I don’t tell you not to take your shirt off and thrust your hips on stage like you guys sometimes do.”

My lip twitches at that. “Babe, I’m on the drums. No one can see any thrusting I may or may not be doing.”

She giggles. “Fine, but you do show off your sexy chest to everyone.”

I shrug. “Crowd loves it. You’ve seen how we get on stage—we want to give them the best show possible.”

“I’m not changing Saxon! This dress is fine. Now let me finish getting ready,” she tells me, turning back to the mirror. “And stop being overbearing.”

I stare at her ass, grinding my teeth.

“You gonna stare at my ass all night, or go and get ready?” she asks, her voice brimming with attitude.

Definitely the former.

“I’m going to spank your ass tonight for wearing that damn dress. It’s going to drive me insane all night.”

She turns to me and licks her plump lower lip. “You think that’s supposed to be a punishment for me?”

This woman.

“You should know me better than that by now Saxon,” she purrs, winking at me.

We’re on our way to the venue and should be there any minute for a quick rehearsal. No time to even bend her over that sink and f*ck her, watching her facial expressions in the mirror.

Maybe later.

I slap her on her ass and walk out to where everyone else is. I look over at my brother and smirk. “Are you wearing eyeliner?”

He grins. “Bailey caught me.”

Bailey is our stylist and makeup artist.

I don’t let her near me.

“Where is she?”

“She was here earlier, now she’s back on the other bus.”

Lexi walks out wearing jeans, a tight top, and a pleased expression. It’s a little awkward for me to recognize it as her ‘just got laid’ expression but I do. “Ryder tells me you might sing one song with us tonight.”

She exhales. “He wants me to.”

“You know you have an amazing voice,” I tell her. She smiles in return but says nothing. We arrive at the venue and rehearse, then head to the dressing rooms. Tee and Lexi are sitting there and having a drink, laughing at something between themselves. Our manager Zeke walks out with Bailey and speaks to us about a few things. When I see his eyes linger on Tee’s legs, I see red.