Perfect For Me: Road To Whatever (Perfect for Me #1)(5)

“Oh please Mandy not tonight,” I whine.

“Well when,” Mandy whines back.

“Mandy, Linc is just a friend. The sooner you two accept that the sooner we can all move on already,” I sigh.

“Kitty, he is so in love with you. And he is hot as all hell,” Mandy purrs. “Give him a chance so a least if it doesn’t work out he’ll know you guys tried.”

I have to laugh. Yeah, Linc is hot but not for me hot. At least that is not the way I see him. He is like a brother to me. I have known Linc has had feelings for me for over a year now. He told me Valentine’s Day last year and since then he has been trying to get me to go out with him.

I just can’t see myself losing Linc, and us starting something together would end in me losing him. Linc has never stayed with a girl long. I just don’t want to start something and then never find our way back to us. Not when I know that I don’t have those kinds of feelings for him. I’ve tried to tell him this time and time again. I’ll give Linc one thing. He never gives up.

“He is my friend Mandy and I want it to stay that way,” I sigh as we arrive at the table where the guys are sitting.

“But Kitty,” Mandy starts.

“Don’t but Kitty me, I mean it Mandy. You two have to know when to let go. It is not happening,” I say firmly.

I close the subject and turn to Chris who has pulled an extra stool up next to him. I am reluctant at first but if I want to be in this band I need to get used to interacting with him. I sit and finish my beer while Chris gives me the rundown of the order of the songs we will perform. I have finished the beer and the martini by the time Chris has me caught up and I flag the waitress down for another beer.

There is no doubt about it, the alcohol is helping me to be this close to Chris without being frustrated. When I found out about the opening in the band I almost ignored Mandy because of Chris being the drummer. I told myself I could handle this. It has been over two years. Chris and I were really close once upon a time. When we realized we both had a love for music we just hit it off. He was older than Linc, Mandy and I, but music had bonded us all together.

I finish my second beer and start to chat with Mandy. She is excited about tonight and me becoming a part of the band. Mandy is just sure that I am what they were missing. Her enthusiasm has me all sorts of excited as well. This is a big step for me. I am getting back to the thing I love the most.

“You think maybe you should slow down,” Rage leans in to ask.

“No worries, I’ll be fine,” I smile and turn back to Mandy.

“Hey,” Rage growls. I turn to him surprised. “This is not a game to me. Get your head in the game Kitten.” He says the last part with so much force I am not surprised his nickname is Rage. It throws me off guard and makes me sit back in my seat.

“I don’t remember thinking this was a game and I have my head where it should be. Now back off, I told you I am fine,” I growl back.

“Harsh,” Sleep chuckles, “I like her.”

Mitch smirks and holds up his beer toward me. I guess everyone else doesn’t think my drinking is such a problem. Chris chuckles and whispers in my ear. “Don’t worry about him. He is just stressed to find a singer.”

I glare at Rage who refuses to take his eyes off of me. This is not a great way to start off but I am no one’s pushover. If I am going to be in this band Rage is going to learn that right away.

I pick up the fresh beer that just arrived and take a long pull never looking away from Rage. His nostrils flare and he licks his lips as he sits back in his chair. Oh. My. That has to be the hottest thing I have ever seen. He has to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. If you asked me an hour ago I would have told you that no, Nolan “Rage” Chaney, is not my type. I already had my fill of the Chaney Brothers.

Chris had kissed me once at one of the parties at my house. That ended badly. He passed out drunk and then acted as if it never happened. Two days later I got called to the principal’s office to be told my parents would never be coming back home again.

Nope, I do not need any more Chaney drama, but boy Rage is like a flame screaming to be touched so it can burn your skin clean off. Warning to Kelly, stay away from Rage. That would be best for everyone.





CHAPTER Two


When Kitty showed up tonight I was pissed. Now I am furious. I have never let a girl other than Mandy talk to me like that. And although I am seeing red right now something about the way she mouthed off to me has my groin tight and screaming her damn name.

She is a total bitch and I hope she falls when she gets up just for mouthing off. At least that is what I am thinking when her second martini and fourth beer arrive. No chick can down that much alcohol and get on stage let alone perform a decent performance.

I know that at this point she has to be trying to prove a point to me. I just don’t need her proving a point tonight. I need to know if this girl is half as good as my kid brother and sister thinks she is. She has the look with the outfit and the Mohawk, but can she pull off a rock concert.

I look up to see Cindy the bar owner nod that it is time for us to get on stage. I look at my watch then up at my band and knock on the table with my knuckles to signal it is time. I stand and look right at Kitty. Crush whispers something in her ear causing her to throw her head back and laugh. It is like music itself. I watch her stand up as if she didn’t have a drop to drink and she croons, “Let’s get ‘em boys.”