Page 44 of Bourbon Deceit
Jett came up behind me and looked at me in the mirror, bringing up the memories of last night, but I pushed them back and didn’t let them distract me. Point, Goldie!
Lifting his hand to touch my necklace, he said, “When I put this on you it meant that you are for me and me only. That means no more showing your body off for members, no more strutting your stuff, and no more fucking lap dances.”
“You’re insane!” I threw my hands up in defense then spun around to look at him, hair brush hanging out of my hair. “What if I don’t want to wear this anymore?” I reached to unclasp the necklace, but Jett grabbed my hands and spun me against the bathroom wall.
His face was inches from mine as he spoke. “This is not a fucking game to me so don’t turn it into one. If you take that necklace off, then it means we are over, completely finished. I will not have you using that as a scare tactic, do you hear me?”
I nodded and gulped at the same time. Got it, loud and clear.
Taking a chance I said, “Jett, I want to be honest with you so I’m going to tell you something you probably don’t want to hear,” I repeated his words from earlier, he understood the honesty we were trying to show each other. “You’re being a possessive ass right now.”
His head pulled away. I tried not to laugh at the confused look he gave me. Yes, possessive ass was the perfect description for him.
“Just because there is something between us doesn’t mean you can control my entire life. I want to be up on stage, I want to be a team with the girls, it makes me happy.”
“But I don’t want—” I placed my hand over his mouth and stopped him from talking.
“I understand you don’t want other men seeing me, I get that, but what if we compromise?” His eyebrow lifted in question but he didn’t start yelling so I continued, “What if I take out all lap dances, save those only for you.” I winked at him and continued, “And what if I wore more tasteful lingerie, like Francy? Stuff that’s not as revealing. Would that be okay?”
The tightness of his jaw and the tick of it that was going off like a firecracker had me nervous but he finally succumbed and said, “Fine, but absolutely no lap dances, that’s non-negotiable.”
“That’s fine,” I said, while hope sprang through me.
“Fine, but I don’t like it.”
“I know.” I patted his face and kissed him on the lips. “But just think how great the sex will be after a presentation?”
I walked toward the door to join the girls, when Jett stopped me and said, “The sex will always be great, little one.”
If the girls weren’t waiting on me, I would be jumping Jett’s bones right now. The man was too damn sexy, it was hard to pry myself away, but I did, with a kiss blown in his direction and my best hip swag to leave him begging for more. When I glanced over my shoulder, I saw Jett running his hands through his hair as he paced my room. Job well done.
* * *
When I wentto the Toulouse Room to join practice, it was empty, so I took the chance to go back to Kace’s room to apologize, and tell him the new restrictions on my Jett Girl contract.
Like usual, the hallway to his room was dark and creepy, so I walked down it as quickly as possible. When I reached his room, I knocked twice and waited. I could hear him shifting around and then he called out, “Come in.”
I walked in and saw Kace sitting in a chair with his legs propped up on the window sill. There was a guitar in his hands and he continued to look out the window as I walked in. When did he start playing the guitar? God, his sex appeal was at Defcon one. Well, level two maybe; Jett reached a level one when he’d introduced me to his panty-melting smile.
I wouldn’t have thought he was affected by my presence, since he didn’t turn around at the sound of my voice, but I did notice a slight stiffness in his shoulders when I broke the silence.
“What do you want, Lo?”
“I wanted to tell you—”
“Oh shit, Kace, I almost forgot my . . .” Pepper’s voice trailed off as she entered from the hallway and saw me standing in the middle of Kace’s room.
Kace stood up instantly and looked at Pepper with a death glare.
“Uh, sorry. Didn’t know you were in here, Lo.”
“Just talking to Kace about my new provisions.”
“Cool,” Pepper said as she nodded and looked around, avoiding eye contact, just like Kace.
Umm . . . this was awkward.
“Do you need to talk to Kace?” I asked as I started to walk toward the door.
