Whisky Lullaby: Rock Star Romance, Step-brother New Adult Romance (Tennessee Romance Book 1) by Lexy Timms
Authors: Lexy Timms
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hell you were thinking,” Ashley hissed, setting her hands on her hips, “but you’re messing with the wrong girl, Charlie Murphy!” She spat at him, blood and spittle hitting him on his bare chest.
Charlie swiped at her, just barely missing her arm.
Bang! Bang! Kaylee stumbled in and fell on the broken door.
“Go away!” Charlie yelled as he turned towards where the door should be. Ashley didn’t wait. She dove at him, her shoulder hitting him in the stomach and knocking him to the ground. Her fist collided with his jaw instantly and blood spurted from his mouth as Charlie lay on the floor.
Logan looked at Ashley, then glared at Charlie and back to Ashley again. He wrapped his arm around Ashley and lifted her off his stepbrother. He wanted to finish what she had started. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
Charlie rose to his feet again and shot Logan a look of pure hatred. “Fuck off!” Charlie roared as he bumped chests with his stepbrother.
Logan shoved him hard and Charlie fell back onto the bed.
“Ashley, are you all right?” Logan turned to her in concern. His eyes lingered over her bloody lip, her ripped shirt and her hands that were balled into fists. Charlie had crossed a line. A big one.
“Did he touch you?!” Logan asked sharply as he glared at his stepbrother, who was struggling to stand up again.
“Tried to,” she hissed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Bitch has a mean left hook!” Charlie griped.
“What is going on in here?!” Kaylee finally stood on top of the door, teetering either from alcohol or the wobbly door. “Ashley, what the hell were you doing with my boyfriend?!”
Ashley rolled her eyes. “Seriously Kay?”
“Kaylee, it’s not true. You know I love you.” Charlie glanced warily at Ashley and then Logan. “She came on to me.”
“Then what the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?”
A scoff erupted from Logan as he stared down his stepbrother. “The lady asked a question, stepbrother.”
“I see no ladies… Only bitches for miles to see!” Charlie spat at his little stepbrother.
“Oh, no you didn’t!” Ashley moved toward Charlie and Logan had to grab her to hold her back. Part of him wanted to let her have at him. She shook with fury but did not back down. Logan was impressed. She may have called for help, but she was handling herself just fine.
“You listen up, little man,” Ashley hissed as she jabbed a finger at Charlie. “You might be bigger than me. You might be stronger than me, but I’ve dealt with worse creeps. You don’t scare me, asshole. Try me. Touch me again. Come at me again, I dare you!” Ashley pulled free of Logan’s hold and moved forward incredibly fast so that he couldn’t catch her. She shoved Charlie so hard that he fell back into the wall.
Logan stared in shock. Did his girl just lay his stepbrother out? His stepbrother, who he considered to be dangerous, and the girl he liked, who he considered to be delicate and fragile and in need of protection?
“Now get the hell out of my room!” Ashley yelled as she closed the distance between herself and Charlie.
“How could you, Ash… I thought we were friends…” Kaylee gushed, clearly not understanding what was going on.
Ashley shook her head at her dimwitted cousin. “Get the hell out of my room, too!” Ashley screamed.
Her cousin didn’t linger. Grabbing Charlie’s arm, Kaylee bolted from the room.
Logan stood in the middle of the room with no idea what to do. Ashley didn’t need coddling. He knew if he went to his stepbrother, he’d kill him. He’d never been so angry in his life. Not even at Floyd. “Do you need to go to a hospital?” he finally asked, as he stared at Ashley’s cuts.
She touched her lip gingerly and shook her head. “I’ve a first aid kit. Maybe some ice for the lip.” She moved to the mirror and winced at what she saw. “Good thing I don’t play a trumpet.”
“Yeah, good thing,” he said
Charlie swiped at her, just barely missing her arm.
Bang! Bang! Kaylee stumbled in and fell on the broken door.
“Go away!” Charlie yelled as he turned towards where the door should be. Ashley didn’t wait. She dove at him, her shoulder hitting him in the stomach and knocking him to the ground. Her fist collided with his jaw instantly and blood spurted from his mouth as Charlie lay on the floor.
Logan looked at Ashley, then glared at Charlie and back to Ashley again. He wrapped his arm around Ashley and lifted her off his stepbrother. He wanted to finish what she had started. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
Charlie rose to his feet again and shot Logan a look of pure hatred. “Fuck off!” Charlie roared as he bumped chests with his stepbrother.
Logan shoved him hard and Charlie fell back onto the bed.
“Ashley, are you all right?” Logan turned to her in concern. His eyes lingered over her bloody lip, her ripped shirt and her hands that were balled into fists. Charlie had crossed a line. A big one.
“Did he touch you?!” Logan asked sharply as he glared at his stepbrother, who was struggling to stand up again.
“Tried to,” she hissed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Bitch has a mean left hook!” Charlie griped.
“What is going on in here?!” Kaylee finally stood on top of the door, teetering either from alcohol or the wobbly door. “Ashley, what the hell were you doing with my boyfriend?!”
Ashley rolled her eyes. “Seriously Kay?”
“Kaylee, it’s not true. You know I love you.” Charlie glanced warily at Ashley and then Logan. “She came on to me.”
“Then what the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?”
A scoff erupted from Logan as he stared down his stepbrother. “The lady asked a question, stepbrother.”
“I see no ladies… Only bitches for miles to see!” Charlie spat at his little stepbrother.
“Oh, no you didn’t!” Ashley moved toward Charlie and Logan had to grab her to hold her back. Part of him wanted to let her have at him. She shook with fury but did not back down. Logan was impressed. She may have called for help, but she was handling herself just fine.
“You listen up, little man,” Ashley hissed as she jabbed a finger at Charlie. “You might be bigger than me. You might be stronger than me, but I’ve dealt with worse creeps. You don’t scare me, asshole. Try me. Touch me again. Come at me again, I dare you!” Ashley pulled free of Logan’s hold and moved forward incredibly fast so that he couldn’t catch her. She shoved Charlie so hard that he fell back into the wall.
Logan stared in shock. Did his girl just lay his stepbrother out? His stepbrother, who he considered to be dangerous, and the girl he liked, who he considered to be delicate and fragile and in need of protection?
“Now get the hell out of my room!” Ashley yelled as she closed the distance between herself and Charlie.
“How could you, Ash… I thought we were friends…” Kaylee gushed, clearly not understanding what was going on.
Ashley shook her head at her dimwitted cousin. “Get the hell out of my room, too!” Ashley screamed.
Her cousin didn’t linger. Grabbing Charlie’s arm, Kaylee bolted from the room.
Logan stood in the middle of the room with no idea what to do. Ashley didn’t need coddling. He knew if he went to his stepbrother, he’d kill him. He’d never been so angry in his life. Not even at Floyd. “Do you need to go to a hospital?” he finally asked, as he stared at Ashley’s cuts.
She touched her lip gingerly and shook her head. “I’ve a first aid kit. Maybe some ice for the lip.” She moved to the mirror and winced at what she saw. “Good thing I don’t play a trumpet.”
“Yeah, good thing,” he said
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