Reckless (Thoughtless, #3)(122)

“Do I really have to wear this?” I pointed down the bus, to where Kellan and the guys were waiting to see us before heading out for their show. “Kellan got a say in his night. Don’t I get a say in mine?”

Smiling, Anna shook her head, a neon strand of blue hair stuck to her lip. “No.” When I grimaced, Anna turned me back around to face the bathroom mirror. “Tonight, you are not Kiera.” She leaned in so that our faces were side-by-side, and for the first time, I noticed something I really never had before—my sister and I looked a lot alike. “Tonight, you are Kiki, sex goddess!”

I groaned, but then immediately laughed. Sure, why not. I needed a short break from my life anyway. “Okay, Anna, you win.”

She smacked my butt as she walked away. “Don’t I always, Kiera?” She smirked at me over her shoulder. “I mean Kiki.”

Feeling like we were about to film a live-action version of Fraggle Rock, the girls and I stepped into the main portion of the bus. Griffin let out an earsplitting catcall. Matt’s face flushed with color, while Evan’s broke into a wide grin. And Kellan, well, let’s just say I was getting thoroughly examined, and he appeared to like what he saw.

A lime-green-haired Jenny collapsed into Evan’s arms, marking his cheek with a bright red lipstick outline. Rachel, wearing a canary-yellow wig, put her hands over her face and giggled uncontrollably as Matt held her; at least one of the girls was as embarrassed as I was. Kate smoothed her deep purple wig with a bright smile on her face. And Cheyenne, her hair a flaming red color that reminded me of Meadow’s, clapped me on the shoulder as Kellan stood to greet me.

Lip curved in a seductive half-smile, he growled, “I am not going to be able to concentrate on stage tonight with this image of you in my mind.” His smile widening, he added, “You are unbelievably hot.”

Resisting the urge to deny his compliment, I instead told him, “Thank you.”

Kellan’s face was full of pride at my growing level of confidence. As my girlfriends said their goodbyes and grabbed their stuff, Kellan leaned in close. In my ear, he murmured, “You’re keeping the wig, right?”

His fingers slid through a pink lock as he sucked on his bottom lip. Heat, fire, and passion were burning in his eyes, and I suddenly didn’t want to go anywhere but to a private hotel room with him. My lips against his ear, I told him, “It’s the only thing I’ll keep on when I get back.”

Kellan made a strangled groaning noise, then slung his arms around my waist. Over his shoulder, he told the guys, “Change of plans, we’re canceling the show tonight and staying in.”

Matt glowered for a fraction of a second, then looked over at Rachel grabbing her purse and smiled. Evan shouted his agreement and pulled Jenny back into his lap. Griffin exclaimed, “Fuck yeah,” and pinched Anna’s ass.

I smiled back at Kellan. “Nice try, but you know you can’t do that.”

He gave me a forlorn sigh. “I know, but it was a nice thought.”

I gave him a soft peck, then slid away from him and collected my girls. Anna started doling out the rest of our outfits, and I contained a groan. It was the penis-paraphernalia that I’d noticed earlier. She gave each girl an obscene necklace, straw, suckers, and feather boas that matched our wig colors. The boas had shiny, tinsel penises woven into them. We were all dressed like sex-starved maniacs. I think my cheeks matched Cheyenne’s hair.

As we gathered around the front of the bus, I saw a modestly sized black limo arriving at the edge of the lot. Kellan and the boys brushed past us. “We’re going to head in now,” he said as he kissed my cheek. Seeing me staring at the fancy car, he added, “I rented you a limo for the evening, so you could relax. Have fun tonight. You deserve it.”

He winked at me and I smiled at his thoughtfulness. “Thank you. You guys have fun too.” As he walked away from me, I grabbed his arm. “Hey, if you really want to go to a strip club, I would be okay with it. I trust you.” I swallowed, not thrilled about the idea, but comfortable enough to know that Kellan wouldn’t do anything differently behind my back than he would do if I were right beside him.

Kellan smiled. “I’m glad to hear that. I don’t need a club, though.” He shrugged. “They never really did anything for me anyway.” I gave him a sly grin. That was probably true. Kellan didn’t need to pay for beautiful, naked women to hang all over him. If he wanted, he could have that in a heartbeat just by throwing a party at his house.

There was a burst of noise and camera flashes as Kellan left the bus; some of the fans were still waiting around, then. Well, tonight was their lucky night. Not only were they getting an up close view of rock stars, but they were about to get an eyeful of rather bizarrely dressed women. Damn my free-spirited sister.

The girls and I waited a few more minutes, then dashed to our car. I stayed in the middle of the group, head down and neon pink hair blocking my face. The driver held the door open for us as we approached. Anna exchanged a few words with him before joining Jenny, Rachel, Kate, Cheyenne and I in the spacious vehicle. Remembering the spectacle at the club, Poison, I kept my eyes open for anyone following us. I know I would be curious about a group of women dressed like colorful hookers exiting a rock star’s tour bus and hopping into a limousine.

Anna elbowed me in the ribs. “Relax, Kiki, you’re free.”