Alluring Seduction (Bayou Stix) (5 page)

W
e hit LAX and stayed there a couple of hours, before Liam and Dade decided they wanted to head on down to one of our personal favorite hangouts, TAO. Besides, the groupies were out in full force tonight and none of us were really in the mood to deal with all of that. It’s the end of the tour and we are all ready to end it and head home for a little downtime.

We get to TAO and are ushered right to the VIP entrance. We are also immediately given a booth upstairs. Ah, the perks of being a celebrity.

The place is packed tonight. The music is pumping and all I want to do is sit down and have a few drinks. From our perch, we can see everything and be seen, but we’re also separated from everyone enough that we won’t be bothered.

Dade orders the six of us a round of drinks. Within minutes they are delivered and Jude toasts to us.

“To the band. My boys. My brothers. Love you all and may we continue to be blessed with success. I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else, but fuck I’m tired, and I want to go home and get married. And to Micah, thanks for hanging with us tonight.” We clink our glasses and all laugh and agree, then slam back our drinks, and order another round.

Liam is scoping out the dance floor as we wait for our second round. Our drinks are delivered and she leaves the bottle this time. Dade pours some and grabs a lime wedge from the bowl in the middle of the table before he joins Liam to watch the crowd. Jude and I sit quietly on the couch and listen to our own thoughts while Cruz plays on his phone and quietly talks to Micah. Suddenly, Dade bellows out, “Shit! Hey, Jude! Lex is looking fine tonight. Bradi looks like a cotton candy playmate, and
is that Blue
?”

That
gets Jude’s and my attention. We jump up and look over the railing to where Dade and Liam are watching the floor. Micah also gets up to catch a peek of his lady.

Sure enough, there are the three girls all looking like every man’s wet dream. They’re talking and laughing. They all look animated and like they’re having fun. But they are oblivious to the fact that they are practically surrounded by men all leering at them, like bait in shark infested waters.

Jude says, “Oh, hell no! I’m going to get them to bring them up here. Micah, you coming grab your girl?” They head towards the stairs with some obvious hustle in their walk.

Liam looks over at me and smirks, “I think I’m going ask Blue to dance.”

I grind my teeth, but don’t respond. I just stare at him.

“You cool with that?” he puts his hands in the back pockets of his jeans and I can’t help but want to punch him in his model perfect face.

“Yup. Why should I care? Do whatever you want, man.” I grit out.

He smiles and winks. “Ok, then. See you later. I’m going dance
on
a sexy lady!”

As he strolls away, I punch the rail and bite out, “
FUCK!”

Damn, why am I so mad? It’s not like I want her. No, I do not want Blue. Besides, she doesn’t want me anyway. But why can’t I get her taste and her scent out of my damn head. Fuck, she’s screwing with my head. She’s a witch! Dammit to hell!

Blue

I’m glad Lexi and Bradi dragged me out tonight. This is fun and it’s taking my mind off of a blue-eyed rocker whose sole purpose in life is to make me insane.

Bradi is telling us some story about her and Micah and we’re all laughing so hard we’re almost crying. Suddenly, strong arms go around Lexi and she tenses and gets ready to scream, but then she relaxes and melts into the chest at her back. Bradi and I look up and see sparkling hazel eyes.

Jude says, “Hey, ladies. Having fun?”

Lexi turns to kiss him and her whole face lights up. When she’s done, they’re both smiling.

“Hey Baby. What are you doing here? Did you know we were here? I thought you were with the guys?”

Micah steps up beside Bradi and whispers something in her ear before biting her lobe. She starts laughing and blushing, so I’m sure I don’t want to know what it was.

Before Jude can answer Lexi, I have hands on my shoulders and I turn see who it is. Jude hasn’t moved, so it has to be one of the band members. My eyes meet the mischievous blue of Liam’s eyes. He smiles as he looks around the table.

“Ladies. Blue. Dance with me?”

Jude quirks a brow and then smiles. I take Liam’s hand, slip my shoes back on, and we head out to the dance floor. Between the alcohol and the heels, my legs are a bit wobbly.

“What are you doing, Liam? Why are you asking me to dance?”

“Why not? We’re friends. And I like to dance.”

“Yes, we are friends,
but
we’ve never danced before. So, I repeat, what are you doing?”

“Why do I have to be doing anything? Can’t we just dance?”

“We can, yes. But that’s not what’s happening. So, what are you… oh my God…
you know
!”

His eyebrows go up and he looks confused for a minute. “I know what?” Then his face clears, he smirks, and he clears his throat, “Oh, right. Yes I know you and Jessie had a
moment
in the elevator earlier.”

I’m so embarrassed. How much does he know? Did Jessie tell him what happened? I’ve never gotten that vibe from Liam and he doesn’t need me if he’s horny, so what is he doing?

“What are you doing, Liam? I’m not going to sleep with you.”

He looks shocked and then laughs. “Seriously, Blue? I don’t want to sleep with you. I mean you are gorgeous, but I don’t want to sleep with you.” He’s laughing and I’m not certain if I should be relieved or offended.

“Well, you’re gorgeous too. Like it’s not even normal for you to look like you look. You look like a Greek God… But I don’t want to sleep with you either.” I’m staring into his face with drawn brows.

“Shit, woman. How much have you had to drink tonight?” He’s trying desperately to hold in his laughter and failing miserably.

“Why? Because I don’t want to sleep with you?” I’m exasperated. What is with these men and their egos?!

He’s grabbing my hips and we’re dancing while we have this insane conversation. I
am
really drunk.

“No, I know you don’t want to sleep with me. You’re in love with Jessie.”

The fuck you say?

“I am
not
in love with Jessie!” He looks at me and arches his brows. “What? I’m not! I can’t be in love with Jessie. That would be stupid and ridiculous. I’m not in love with that asshole.”

“Right. Ok, then. Back to your question,” He has a look in his eye that I would probably be wary of if I was sober. “So, ‘Why am I dancing with you?’ I’m proving a point. Want to help me make it?” He’s watching me, waiting for my reaction.

In my inebriated state, I think about it… am I in love with Jessie? Well if I am, I’m screwed.

“Sure. How am I going to do that?” I shrug.

He stops dancing and just looks at me with twinkling eyes, while he pulls me closer to his body. My eyes go wide as I realize too late what he’s about to do. Too late.

He whispers, “Just go with it and wrap your arms around my neck,” right before his lips find mine and I’m kissing Liam in the middle of a crowded dance floor in Las Vegas.

He’s a good kisser, and I go with it, but in my head, I’m kissing Jessie.

I’m sick. I’m a sick, sick woman.

I think we kiss for a long time, my hands find his nape, though his hair is short and my fists itch for long strands. He keeps my body pinned to his, Every part of our bodies touch, though he never really takes advantage. And then, as quickly as I was pulled into his body, I’m ripped away from him, and looking into the furious face of one Jessie Adams.

Oh shit.

Jessie

I
’m watching Liam put his hands on Blue’s shoulders and whisper in her ear and my head is filled with buzzing. What the hell is going on? Why am I so pissed off? She’s not mine, I don’t even like her, and she hates me, so,
what… the… fuck
?

Blue looks at him and smiles and he takes her hand and leads her to the dance floor. I watch as he grips her shapely hips and they start to move.

“Mother fucker!”
I grit out as I grab the hand rail so tightly I lose feeling in my fingers.

“What’s the problem, Jessie? If you want her so bad, why the fuck are you standing up here?” Dade casually remarks from my right side.

Looking over at him briefly, I spit out, “I don’t
want
her.”

“You sure about that? Because from where I’m standing it looks like you want her very much and it also looks like you’re about to jump over the rail to get to her and Liam.” He smirks at me and chuckles. “By the way, I would advise you against that move. Take the stairs.”

“Fuck you, Dade. I don’t want her. I just don’t want Liam to mess with her.”

“Uh huh.”

We watch them dance for a bit and my vision gets blacker and blacker the closer Liam pulls her into his body.

Suddenly, my eyes bug out and I stand there in a daze as rage descends on my brain. Did that really just happen?! No fucking way. That
did not
just happen.

“Good thing you don’t want her, man. Because Liam just staked his claim.”

“
The fuck he did!”

Turning away from the rail, I race down the stairs.

I’m going to kill him. I’m going to fuck up his pretty boy face. And what the fuck is Blue doing?! She says she’s not like that, but today she was in my arms in the elevator and now she’s in Liam’s kissing him in the middle of the dance floor. I’m going to fucking kill him. And her. She’s put a spell on me. That has to be what’s going on. I don’t know. All I know is I’m going to kill him!

Before I know what I’m doing, I’m beside Blue and Liam and I grab her arm and pull her away from him. She gasps and looks up at me.

I look over her shoulder and Liam is standing there with his trademark, “who gives a shit” look. I want to punch him. He smirks at me and says, “Problem, Jessie?”

Pulling Blue further away from him and tucking her close to me, I glare at him and respond. “Are you serious? You’re lucky I don’t knock that smirk off of your fucking face.”

His smile gets wider. “Really? Why is that Jessie? You don’t care, remember?”

Blue is looking from Liam to me, but with his statement, she jerks her arm away from me shooting me a glare, and turns as if she’s going to walk away. I grab for her again, but she slaps my hand away not noticing the crowd around us, taking in the scene.

“Don’t fucking touch me, you asshole! What the hell are you doing anyway?” She’s really getting worked up now and is pointing her finger in my face. With every word, her voice is getting louder. “Why did you do that? You hate me. You tell me I’m a distraction after treating me like a whore.” She shoves me. “Why does it matter to you who I kiss? It’s
none
of your business! I’m none of your business. You make me furious!” Another shove. “I wish I hated you. That would be so much fucking easier. But no, I can’t get you out of my head and
I hate it
!
I hate that I want you!
I hate that of all of the men on this fucking planet,
you’re
the one who gets under my skin!” With that last sentence, her face goes white and her eyes get huge. She throws her hand over her mouth, turns on her heel, and runs.

Whoa. What the fuck did she just say? She WANTS me? She doesn’t hate me. She wants me.

Shaking my head, I stand frozen in place and watch her make her way through the crowd.

“Seriously, man? You’re just going to stand there? You might want to go after her.”

I look at Liam and see the smile in his eyes as he points in the direction Blue just ran.

“You did that on purpose? You riled me up on purpose?” I’m exasperated.

He shrugs. “Something like that. You’re welcome. Dade helped.”

I look up to the balcony where Dade is standing. He raises his glass to me in a silent toast and winks.
Smug fucker.

Then turning back to Liam, I shake my head. I just got played.

Liam smirks again and inclines his head towards the exit. “Now stop being a douche and go after her.”