ass. Just like that first night when he carried me to bed, I saw him, nervous and kind. Tonight he was honoring my virtue, as absurd as that sounded. He was being vulnerable for the second time tonight. It had taken everything in me to walk away and say the things I had said up in my room. Thanks to his smart-ass mouth, I was able to get back in the right frame of mind. The frame of mind that avoided the type of feelings that Kane was bringing to the surface. Hearing him say he’d give up his lifestyle for me, that’s not what I wanted, but was it romantic as hell? Yes . Did he have me rethinking everything? Fuck, yes. But I didn’t want him to be remorseful of having to give up a part of himself. That’s what happened with my parents, and I would not make the same mistakes.
I was not turning into her. I was not going to let that happen. I cared too much about my dad and myself to let that happen. She was weak, and I’d be damned if I was going to walk down that path. I was a strong, independent woman. I’d keep fighting these feeling I had for Kane, because I knew that, in the end, neither one of us was going to be happy. I just needed to keep telling myself that.
“Kitty?” Trent said, pulling me out of my own thoughts. I turned and looked up into his brown eyes, as he held on to my shoulder. “You okay?” he asked again.
“She’s fine,” Kane said, walking up behind us. “She just had a lapse in judgment, realized that Nate wasn’t the man she thought he was. Game on, boys, Kitty’s frisky and looking for a tomcat to play with.”
There it was, typical asshole Kane.
“Kane’s right, Trent,” I said, looking up at him, “Tonight’s your lucky night. I’m giving out kisses for free.” I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled his large frame down, pressing my lips against his. I gave him one hell of a kiss, a kiss I knew he’d been dreaming about.
The loud hoots and hollers came from all the guys, except Kane. I wanted there to be something behind that kiss, just like I wanted there to be something behind the kiss I had with Nate, but there was nothing. This was usually good. This meant I could shag ’em and leave ’em. Sure, it was a nice kiss, but there wasn’t a spark, or sense of future, like the one I had with Kane. It was just a kiss. I was glad, but this only made things worse, because kissing Kane and having the feelings I did, just justified that I needed to stay away, and deep down I didn’t want to stay away. I was going to have to endure lack-luster kisses for the rest of my life. Fuck you, Kane Lawson!
“Well,” I said, after pulling back from Trent and fixing my hair by tossing it around. “I have to get back to work. See you guys later.” Before I turned to walk back to the bar, I smiled and winked at Kane, only to see that wicked grin of his spread across his face as he shook his head, chuckling. Good, he doesn’t hate me .
I could live with our banter, but I’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t bother me if he hated me.
“Dude, I saw her tongue in your mouth!” I heard Reece say, as I walked back through the door.
As much as they were a pain in my ass, I loved One Night Stand.
***
Another month went by and summer was here in full force. It was the Fourth of July weekend and the county fair was in full swing. I was currently helping my dad carry boxes to the tent that was set up for the bar, away from the bar. Friday night and as always the boys were slated to play, but not at BJ’s. The fair had a huge stage. While my father and a couple of the other girls helped unpack, the boys were busy setting up for their big concert. They were the closing act to the fair and the whole town was on edge, getting ready for the hundreds--hell, maybe even thousands of people who would be coming to see them. Roads had been blocked and extra security had been called in. I was told by my father that last year they only got two songs off before people started going
I was not turning into her. I was not going to let that happen. I cared too much about my dad and myself to let that happen. She was weak, and I’d be damned if I was going to walk down that path. I was a strong, independent woman. I’d keep fighting these feeling I had for Kane, because I knew that, in the end, neither one of us was going to be happy. I just needed to keep telling myself that.
“Kitty?” Trent said, pulling me out of my own thoughts. I turned and looked up into his brown eyes, as he held on to my shoulder. “You okay?” he asked again.
“She’s fine,” Kane said, walking up behind us. “She just had a lapse in judgment, realized that Nate wasn’t the man she thought he was. Game on, boys, Kitty’s frisky and looking for a tomcat to play with.”
There it was, typical asshole Kane.
“Kane’s right, Trent,” I said, looking up at him, “Tonight’s your lucky night. I’m giving out kisses for free.” I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled his large frame down, pressing my lips against his. I gave him one hell of a kiss, a kiss I knew he’d been dreaming about.
The loud hoots and hollers came from all the guys, except Kane. I wanted there to be something behind that kiss, just like I wanted there to be something behind the kiss I had with Nate, but there was nothing. This was usually good. This meant I could shag ’em and leave ’em. Sure, it was a nice kiss, but there wasn’t a spark, or sense of future, like the one I had with Kane. It was just a kiss. I was glad, but this only made things worse, because kissing Kane and having the feelings I did, just justified that I needed to stay away, and deep down I didn’t want to stay away. I was going to have to endure lack-luster kisses for the rest of my life. Fuck you, Kane Lawson!
“Well,” I said, after pulling back from Trent and fixing my hair by tossing it around. “I have to get back to work. See you guys later.” Before I turned to walk back to the bar, I smiled and winked at Kane, only to see that wicked grin of his spread across his face as he shook his head, chuckling. Good, he doesn’t hate me .
I could live with our banter, but I’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t bother me if he hated me.
“Dude, I saw her tongue in your mouth!” I heard Reece say, as I walked back through the door.
As much as they were a pain in my ass, I loved One Night Stand.
***
Another month went by and summer was here in full force. It was the Fourth of July weekend and the county fair was in full swing. I was currently helping my dad carry boxes to the tent that was set up for the bar, away from the bar. Friday night and as always the boys were slated to play, but not at BJ’s. The fair had a huge stage. While my father and a couple of the other girls helped unpack, the boys were busy setting up for their big concert. They were the closing act to the fair and the whole town was on edge, getting ready for the hundreds--hell, maybe even thousands of people who would be coming to see them. Roads had been blocked and extra security had been called in. I was told by my father that last year they only got two songs off before people started going
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