Jet: A Marked Men Novel

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I care. I wouldn’t have asked
if I didn’t care.”
    “Well, that’s interesting, because she came back
from talking to you looking a little . . . manhandled . . .
and a whole lot pissed off. Shaw offered to take her home, but she said she
wanted to stay and watch the show, that is, until you started with that song.
What in the hell were you thinking, Jet? Ayden isn’t a moron. She isn’t one of
your groupies who think you’re just perfect because you have a pretty voice and
a nice ass. She knew exactly what you were trying to say and it made her flip
out.”
    I felt my heart lurch in my chest and my throat go
tight. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back so that it banged against the
bedroom door. “Where did she go?”
    “That guy she’s been seeing offered to take her to
his place.” I bit out a swear word so loud I saw her start. “Chill out. She told
him no and said she would figure it out, but lucky you, Rowdy is an awesome
friend and he swooped in to play knight in shining armor. She went home with
him, and hopefully you’ll take this time to get your head removed from your ass,
because if you don’t, I’m going to take that ring I put through the tip of your
junk and do things to it that will make you cry every time you even think about
having sex. I don’t know what’s going on with either one of you, but knock it
off.”
    She turned in a huff of spiky blond hair and fluffy
pink, slamming the door behind her with enough force to make me grimace. I was
just pissing off every important lady in my life lately and it was wearing me
out. I shuffled back into my room and went to dig my phone out of my pants,
which were in a pile on the floor. I tapped on Rowdy’s name and waited for three
rings until he picked up.
    “What’s going on?”
    He was silent for a minute and when he spoke, I was
surprised to hear the censure in his tone. “I don’t know. Why don’t you tell
me?”
    I sank down to sit on the edge of the bed and
rubbed my forehead. “I fucked up.”
    He snorted. “Big-time. I’ve got the girl you’ve
been pining for sleeping on my couch because you’re pissed off at your old man
and acting like an idiot. You need to figure your crap out before you blow
whatever shot you might’ve had with her. She had one foot out the door with that
guy who dresses like a high school teacher, and I don’t think he even cared that
she came back looking like someone had put it to her, twice.”
    I swore softly under my breath and let his words
ring in my head. I flopped back on the bed and stared at the dark ceiling.
    “I don’t have any idea what I’m doing with
her.”
    “Messing shit up.”
    “Besides that.”
    “No one is perfect, Jet. We all have things that
have happened, that are going to happen that make us who we are, and maybe you
need to look past all the superficial stuff you see when you look at this girl
and see what’s underneath.” I was starting to think that she had been right,
that I didn’t know half of what I thought I did, but he went on.
    “Yes, your dad turned your mom into a shadow of who
she once was, and that sucks, but get over it. That doesn’t mean you can’t be in
a relationship or that history has to repeat itself.”
    “Dude, I don’t even think it’s like that between
us. It’s just a lot of mutual attraction that finally reached a boiling point.
My future and her future don’t really click.”
    He muttered something I didn’t hear and then called
me another name that made me grin, despite how awful I was feeling. “I seriously
doubt she was thinking about your futures clicking when she was busy letting you
sex her up in a backstage bathroom. She told me she has to work tomorrow at ten,
so get your ass over here to pick her up and make this right. I thought you
would have managed to figure it out on your own by now, but after that stunt
tonight, I’m starting to wonder why we’re even friends.”
    I snickered a little laugh and rubbed a

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