Effortless (Thoughtless, #2)(114)
“Keep walking,” he muttered as we got close enough to hear.
Anna tilted her head, running a finger along the deep v-neck of her shirt. “But we want to talk to you.”
He frowned at her, then at me. “I just got rid of the last batch of you.
Don’t you girls have anything better to do than try and screw rock stars.”
I bristled at his words, both because that wasn’t what we were doing, not really, and because there was a steady group of girls out there that tried to do exactly what he was saying. Sticking my chin up, I defiantly said, “We just want to see our boyfriends, and they happen to be in one of the bands. If you could let us by, we’d really appreciate it.” 318
He smirked at me. “Wow, I’ve never heard that one before.” Rolling his eyes, he added, “When are you girls gonna learn that the actual girlfriends get passes to the show. They don’t come back here to see me.” With a smirk he added, “Not that the actual girlfriends are around much…if you know what I mean.”
He eyed me and my sister up and down, clearly undressing us, and my eyes narrowed at what he was implying—whores trumped girlfriends, by a long shot. Trying to ignore the heat in my stomach, I shook my head. “Our boyfriends don’t know we’re here…it’s a surprise.” He smiled with one edge of his lip, his bulging biceps not moving from in front of his chest. “Yes, and when they see you out here after the show, it will certainly be a surprise.”
My mouth dropped open in frustration but Anna shot me a look to keep me quiet. Sidling up to the man, she ran a finger along his arm.
Licking her lip as slowly and seductively as she could, she throatily murmured, “There must be some way to get past this…” she squeezed his arm, then let her hand travel down his side, “…impressive body in our way.”
Smirking at Anna, his eyes traveled to her chest and stayed there. She subtly straightened her shoulders, giving him the best view she could.
One of his hands uncrossing, he brazenly reached out and cupped one of her breasts. I wanted to smack his smug face but Anna held a warning finger behind her back, telling me not to.
As Anna wasn’t wearing a bra, the man got a nice little nipple rub. It disgusted me, but Anna only smiled at him like he was complimenting her on her hair. Smiling that she wasn’t moving, he dropped his hand and motioned to her shirt. “Show me, and I’ll let you in.” I sputtered and mumbled a protest but Anna only shrugged and lifted her shirt to him. When she finally lowered the fabric back down into place, I could tell the bouncer was…pleased. If the dazed smile on his face wasn’t a big enough clue, the bulge in his jeans was unmistakable.
I twisted my lips and looked away. “Dog,” I muttered. I was pretty sure Sam never would have pulled crap like that.
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Focusing on my sister, I watched her brush her fingers over the man’s cheek. “Satisfied,” she purred, biting her lip, and glancing down at the evidence of his arousal.
“Definitely,” he growled. “Whatever guy you land in there is one lucky bastard.”
Anna smirked and smiled as he moved aside from the door. Rolling my eyes, I started to follow her, but the jerk blocked my path. “Nope, sorry, sweetheart.” Leering at my chest, he shook his head. “You haven’t paid the price of admission.”
Dropping my bag, I immediately crossed my arms over my chest, covering my already covered body. “I am not flashing you!” He shrugged, unperturbed. “Then you’re not getting back there.” My mouth dropped open and I smacked him across the chest. He narrowed his eyes at me and I stopped instantly, remembering that this was not a bouncer at Pete’s that I was messing with. Lifting my chin, I spat out, “You’re a pig.”
Smirking, he winked at me. “Yeah, and you’re still not getting back there until I see some tatas.”
An exasperated noise fell out of my mouth as I looked up at Anna, waiting with one palm on the door. She shrugged and made a stripping motion with her hand. I cringed back, not wanting to do this…but wanting to see Kellan.
My cheeks flaming so hot they hurt, I shook my head indignantly. “Go get Kellan Kyle! He’s the lead singer of the D-Bags. He’ll vouch for me, that I’m his girlfriend…and then you’ll have to let me in!” The man yawned, bored. “Listen, sweetheart. The musicians and I have a deal. I don’t bother them, and they let me have a groupie or two.
It works out great, and I’m not going to jeopardize that for you.” He smiled again, in a creepy way that made my skin crawl. “Now strip…or go home.”
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Feeling tears sting my eyes, I glared at my sister. “I’m gonna kill you for this, Anna.” Before she could answer, I twisted to the man and snarled, “The bra stays on!”
He rolled his eyes and shrugged and I closed mine. Wishing I could disappear, I fought against every sense in my body and lifted my shirt to the repugnant man before me. I heard him chuckle as he muttered, “Ah, white cotton with the cute little flower in the middle. Aren’t you a sweet thing?”
Just as his fingers came out to touch, I smacked his hand away and lowered my clothes, holding them tight around myself. Looking satisfied that I’d done it, he motioned to the door where Anna was standing. Glaring at him, I picked up my bag and stiffly walked past him.