drained. He shielded his eyes as the crowd cheered, and searched around the punch bowl.
Amaranth was gone.
Their gig ended and Kane came off his drum kit and walked over to Jax.
“Dude,” he said, a smile on his face. “That was fucking epic!”
Was it? Jax thought. He honestly didn’t know. After he’d seen Amaranth all conscious thought had seemed to disappear from his head.
“Guys, that was amazing!” Tessa’s voice carried over to them.
Jax turned and looked at the younger blonde.
Tessa had joined the band at the beginning of the school year. She was a weird little chick, a year younger than the rest of them.
She’d transferred to their school from New York, but her Scandinavian background made her stand out amongst any company.
With her ice blonde hair and pale blue eyes, she was gorgeous…. And had made her attraction to Jax very well known.
Under any other circumstance, he would have jumped at the opportunity to snag a woman as hot as Tessa Falk.
But he only had eyes for Amaranth.
As he packed away his bass guitar, he kept an eye on the crowd, searching for her.
He’d almost given up when he saw her exit the women’s bathroom.
The quick, subtle wipe of her hand across her nose didn’t fool him, and his heart sank as he realized she’d been doing lines of coke in the bathroom.
A guy he recognized from gym exited the bathroom behind her, placing a hand on her neck. Jax clenched his fists as she visibly recoiled from his touch.
He took a step to move off the stage, but a strong hand stopped him.
“Jax,” Kane’s voice came as a warning.
He stopped, but didn’t unclench his fists.
“He needs to get his fucking hands off her,” he growled.
“Let it go,” Kane said, practically dragging Jax away. “Come on, we gotta get this shit packed up.”
Jax allowed himself to be lead away, yet he couldn’t resist one final glance over his shoulder.
Violet eyes stared back at him.
CHAPTER ONE
Jax sat in the smoke filled club, nursing a whiskey and coke. He kept his hat pulled down low over his eyes, not wanting to be recognised or disturbed.
All around him, dancers undulated to the pounding of the bass that came through the speakers.
“Now,” the DJ said over the loud speaker as the song ended. “Let’s give it up for the temptress herself – Amaranth!”
Nine Inch Nails’ “ Closer” began playing, and Jax raised his eyes in shock as the crowd cheered and a dark haired beauty appeared on stage, surrounded by smoke.
He stared as the object of his six year lust grinded against a pole, her tiny ass dropping low to the ground before getting back up. She stripped off a black leather jacket to reveal a purple and black bra beneath.
Jax looked around at the men crowded at the edge of the stage, holding out money. Downing the rest of his whiskey, he moved to an empty seat at the stage, careful to shield his eyes with his hat as he held out a one hundred dollar bill.
Her boots passed by him on the stage, and his breathing grew ragged as the stopped. Fingers brushed against his own as she attempted to take the money, but he held onto it.
He watched beneath his hat as she dropped to her hands and knees, her enhanced cleavage staring him in the face.
Then, and only then, did he look up.
Violet eyes clashed with his, and he registered the shock on her beautiful face as she recognised him.
He released the money and stood up, moving away from the stage towards the exit. He felt her eyes on him, but refused to turn around.
When he was outside the club, he leaned heavily against the brick wall and lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as he stared up at the sky.
What the fuck is Amaranth doing here? He wondered.
His cock had hardened instantly the moment he’d heard her name, he hadn’t been able to sit there for another moment without fearing he’d cum inside his jeans.
His phone rang in his pocket and he fumbled for it.
“Hello?” he
Amaranth was gone.
Their gig ended and Kane came off his drum kit and walked over to Jax.
“Dude,” he said, a smile on his face. “That was fucking epic!”
Was it? Jax thought. He honestly didn’t know. After he’d seen Amaranth all conscious thought had seemed to disappear from his head.
“Guys, that was amazing!” Tessa’s voice carried over to them.
Jax turned and looked at the younger blonde.
Tessa had joined the band at the beginning of the school year. She was a weird little chick, a year younger than the rest of them.
She’d transferred to their school from New York, but her Scandinavian background made her stand out amongst any company.
With her ice blonde hair and pale blue eyes, she was gorgeous…. And had made her attraction to Jax very well known.
Under any other circumstance, he would have jumped at the opportunity to snag a woman as hot as Tessa Falk.
But he only had eyes for Amaranth.
As he packed away his bass guitar, he kept an eye on the crowd, searching for her.
He’d almost given up when he saw her exit the women’s bathroom.
The quick, subtle wipe of her hand across her nose didn’t fool him, and his heart sank as he realized she’d been doing lines of coke in the bathroom.
A guy he recognized from gym exited the bathroom behind her, placing a hand on her neck. Jax clenched his fists as she visibly recoiled from his touch.
He took a step to move off the stage, but a strong hand stopped him.
“Jax,” Kane’s voice came as a warning.
He stopped, but didn’t unclench his fists.
“He needs to get his fucking hands off her,” he growled.
“Let it go,” Kane said, practically dragging Jax away. “Come on, we gotta get this shit packed up.”
Jax allowed himself to be lead away, yet he couldn’t resist one final glance over his shoulder.
Violet eyes stared back at him.
CHAPTER ONE
Jax sat in the smoke filled club, nursing a whiskey and coke. He kept his hat pulled down low over his eyes, not wanting to be recognised or disturbed.
All around him, dancers undulated to the pounding of the bass that came through the speakers.
“Now,” the DJ said over the loud speaker as the song ended. “Let’s give it up for the temptress herself – Amaranth!”
Nine Inch Nails’ “ Closer” began playing, and Jax raised his eyes in shock as the crowd cheered and a dark haired beauty appeared on stage, surrounded by smoke.
He stared as the object of his six year lust grinded against a pole, her tiny ass dropping low to the ground before getting back up. She stripped off a black leather jacket to reveal a purple and black bra beneath.
Jax looked around at the men crowded at the edge of the stage, holding out money. Downing the rest of his whiskey, he moved to an empty seat at the stage, careful to shield his eyes with his hat as he held out a one hundred dollar bill.
Her boots passed by him on the stage, and his breathing grew ragged as the stopped. Fingers brushed against his own as she attempted to take the money, but he held onto it.
He watched beneath his hat as she dropped to her hands and knees, her enhanced cleavage staring him in the face.
Then, and only then, did he look up.
Violet eyes clashed with his, and he registered the shock on her beautiful face as she recognised him.
He released the money and stood up, moving away from the stage towards the exit. He felt her eyes on him, but refused to turn around.
When he was outside the club, he leaned heavily against the brick wall and lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as he stared up at the sky.
What the fuck is Amaranth doing here? He wondered.
His cock had hardened instantly the moment he’d heard her name, he hadn’t been able to sit there for another moment without fearing he’d cum inside his jeans.
His phone rang in his pocket and he fumbled for it.
“Hello?” he
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