Play Fair (The Devil's Share Book 3)(34)

“I’m not still watching, I forgot to tell Bryan we have a Skype call with the GC on Monday morning.” Lexi rubbed her hands on her belly, a serious look on her face. “And also, I won’t say anything to Dylan, about what I saw. Twice. But I won’t lie to her either.”

I stood, wrapping my arms around Bryan’s chest and pressing my hard-on against her ass. I didn’t really know what to say. Luckily, it didn’t look like Lex expected me to say anything at all. She turned and walked out without another word.

Bryan leaned her head back. “Is that a pistol in your pocket? Or are you just really f*cking horny?”

I snorted. “You are perfect for me, you know that?” I spun her around. “You want to tell your sister?”

“Not really. Is that okay with you?” She rested her forehead against my chest. “I’m just not ready to deal with anyone else’s opinions.”

I reached down and squeezed her ass. “It’s okay with me. We can tell her whenever you’re ready.”

“Are my doughnuts downstairs?”

I chuckled. “Yes, Landry got you ones with sprinkles.”

Bryan held on to my hand and pulled me toward the door. “Hey. Speaking of Landry, I wanted to talk to you a little bit about some activities for her this summer.”

“Okay, sure. Tonight? After she’s asleep?”

She nodded. “It’s a date. Now let’s get downstairs before I let you have your way with me and ruin all my steps.” I looked longingly at the bed, my bottom lip out in a pout.

I put one hand on the back of her neck and steered her out the room and down the stairs. “Don’t tempt me, baby doll.” When we got downstairs I found Landry on the couch with a book balanced on her lap. It seemed like that girl spent a lot of her free time reading. Which I assumed was a parent’s dream come true. Although I wouldn’t mind if she wanted to pick up a guitar and give that a try too. Lexi was sitting next to her, her legs on the ottoman and her laptop open. Dylan was in the recliner thumbing through some kind of house magazine. “Where is all the testosterone? Dagger isn’t even in here.”

Lexi and Dylan both answered, “Studio.” At the same time.

“The studio? It’s Saturday!” I left the girls to go search for my bandmates. When I descended the steps I expected to see papers all over the place, chewed pen caps, instruments out, and a giant pot of coffee. We used to use coke to keep us awake. Those days were long gone. Instead, Smith was lying on the floor asleep, Dash was on the couch looking at something on his phone, and Luke was playing on the PS3 I’d left down here yesterday. “What are y’all doing? Because you sure as hell ain’t working.”

Dash tilted his head back toward me. “Lexi wanted me to help her pick out bedding.” He winced. “I didn’t want to spend my Saturday looking at sheets.”

Luke shrugged. “It’s dark and quiet down here, I’m hung over.”

I pointed to our bassist. “And that one?”

Dash chuckled. “Dylan wanted to eat brunch at some new vegan place.”

“So you are all hiding down here, waiting for the chicks to leave?” I sat at Luke’s drum set and started to play. I wasn’t near as good as Luke, but I wasn’t as bad as Dash. I laughed as Luke covered his ears and Smith jerked awake. I hit the cymbal and then reached out to calm it with my hand. “Now that I have your attention, what do you guys want to do today? Because I’m sure as shit not spending this beautiful Saturday indoors.”

Dash sat up, putting his phone down beside him. “How ’bout you tell us what happened with you and Bryan last night?”

I sat Luke’s drumsticks down. “What do you mean? We went out with Smith and his cock-blocking girlfriend. Danced, drank, came home, and went to bed.” I was never one to mind a good kiss-and-tell. Although the banging had always been implied. But with Bryan it didn’t seem right to talk about it with my bandmates. Last night meant something to me, even though it was only kissing, I didn’t want to cheapen it with high fives. Not that any of them would actually high-five me for making out with my best friend…but, whatever.

Luke turned off my PS3. “Dude. Did you bang Bryan?”

I rolled my eyes. “Really? What are we, sixteen?”

“Sixteen? I thought you started earlier than that.” Luke winked.

I sighed. “We may have crossed over that friendship line, just a little.” I held my finger and thumb up, about an inch apart. Then two inches, then three.

Smith let out a loud chuckle. “Just a little? You two can’t even see that damn line from where you’re standing.”

“I asked her to stay for the summer, to help me with Landry.” I gestured around the studio. “I need to be in here with you guys working on the new album and I want Landry to be with someone she likes and trusts.”

“And you aren’t ready to give Bryan up yet.” Dash said it like a statement.

I nodded.

“You two just boning?” Luke sat up, running his fingers through his hair.

I shook my head. Technically we hadn’t boned yet, but even when we did (and we would) it still wouldn’t be just sex.

Smith grinned. “You tell her how you feel?”

“Yeah, I told her last night. We’re going to take things slow, and she doesn’t want to tell Dylan yet.” I shot Smith an apologetic look.