Reckless Redemption: A Bad Blooded Rebel Novel (Bad Blooded Rebel Series) (3 page)

She
smiled brightly and shook her head. “No, not older. Different, but not older.”

“Different?
What does that mean?” I asked her, laughing through the butterflies in my
stomach. Beau and I hadn’t seen much of each other except when it was necessary
in the first few months after we’d all left New York. Instead of following
everyone to back to Cincinnati, I went home to Muncie to try to clear my head
after what happened in New York City. I shook my head, determined not to think
about all of that bad shit now.

“It
just means that I feel different,” she said, linking her arm through mine as we
walked toward the group waiting for us at the entrance to the restaurant. 

I
looked at everyone standing there waiting for us, all dressed up, and took a
deep breath. Jude was talking to Sadie, Beau’s younger sister, about something
obviously dirty because they were snickering together like perverted teenagers.
I loved Sadie and I had really hoped that when I met her it wouldn’t be weird
between us because of everything that had happened between her brother and me.
It wasn’t. She was a bad-ass girl that was as fiery as they came and I loved
her instantly.

Kris
and Jessie Engle were standing to the side, holding hands as she leaned her
head on his shoulder. They were married last July and other than Ryder and
Everleigh, I’d never seen a couple more in love. Everything about them was
beautiful; they had both gone through their own personal hells growing up to
get to where they were. Jessie once told me that the day they met was the day
she fell head over heels in love with Kris and had never stopped loving him even
for one day in the last twenty-three years.

Ryder
was watching his wife walk toward him with an elated and proud look on his
face. Oh yeah, now I was positive they’d had hot sex before they came here
judging by the shit-eating grin he was wearing on his handsome face.

My
eyes finally landed on Beau, standing in the back looking a little bit tense,
and my heart skipped a beat. I hadn’t seen him in a suit very often but every
time I did it was a struggle to keep my panties dry. He was the most beautiful
man that I had ever encountered and it killed me every day to protect myself
from getting hurt again while at the same time wanting to just let it all go.
If only I could get the image of him fucking some girl up against a bathroom
wall out of my mind…

“Well,
a year older or not, you look so beautiful, Ev. I’ve never seen you so happy.
Ryder must have made this a good birthday for you,” I said, nudging her and
giving her a knowing look. Ryder Matthews was sex on a stick and any time he
was involved in doing something for his wife, he went all out for her.

“He
has, Danni. He really has,” she said, and the tone in her voice made me stop
and look at her. Everleigh was happier than I’d ever seen her before.

“I’m
glad, girl. You deserve it,” I told her honestly right before we closed the
distance across the parking lot and met up with our little family. I ignored
the rolling of my stomach as I said my hellos to everyone. When I made my way
to Beau, his eyes lit up slightly but they were still sad.

“Hey
Danni,” he said to me, bending to kiss my cheek. His five o’clock shadow felt
like heaven against my soft cheek. “You look beautiful.”

“So
do you,” I said softly, fighting the urge to moan at the smell of his cologne.
It always drove me crazy with need and caused a fog to cloud my head. I cleared
my throat and said, “I mean, you clean up nice. How have you been feeling?”

He
smiled as best he could and said, “Taking it one day at a time. That’s all I
can do, right?”

I
nodded and forced a smile. It was no secret that Beau wanted me back in his
arms (and in his bed) but the truth was that I was scared. I was living in
Cincinnati now, having left my hometown and everything I knew in order to help
him overcome his demons after he’d started drinking heavily. I hadn’t wanted
to, but when Everleigh called me six months ago and told me what a bad place he
was in, the worry in her voice caused me to take notice. Despite my own fears,
I gave up my apartment, my job, and my whole life to move there and help him
get back on track. Even when I tried to get away, Beau Cavanaugh completely
immersed himself in my life and pulled me back into his. I didn’t know if I’d
ever be able to go on and have a life without him. What scared me the most is
that despite the walls I built, I knew then that I didn’t want to.

Beau

My
tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth and I forgot how to swallow as I watched
the most beautiful girl I’d ever known, inside and out, walk toward me looking
like an angel. Every time I saw Danni Sharpe, my heart ached with all kinds of
different emotions and my head hurt from how badly I had fucked all of this up.

Danni
came into my life and blew me away the first time we met. I thought she was hot
as fuck when I saw her standing in line at the concert with Everleigh. She was
wearing skin tight jeans (which had me convinced there was no way she had
panties on), a tight shirt that showed off her awesome tits, and high heels
that were made for sin. The moment my eyes met hers I imagined her on top of
me, riding me and tossing that awesome blonde wavy hair back as I made her
scream.

When
we were finally introduced, I went into full attack mode, throwing game at her
left and right in an effort to get her into some kind of trouble with me that
night. She was putty in my hands as I flirted with her and made her blush. When
we took our picture together I pulled her sexy body against mine, not giving a
fuck if she could feel the semi I was sporting thanks to her. If she was game
to take me up on it, I’d show her the time of her life.

After
the photos were taken, I asked her to come back to my house with Everleigh for
a party I was throwing. The guys and I had been on the road for a long time at
that point and we wanted to end the night with a huge party that we all
wouldn’t remember.

When
I found out Danni couldn’t come to the party, I was bummed. She was one of the
hottest girls I’d ever seen and I wasn’t about to let her go without getting at
least a taste of her. So after I asked her to tag the band in the photos she
got, I pulled her in and planted a hot kiss right on those sexy as hell lips.

When
our mouths met, I felt like I’d been electrocuted. My toes curled in my boots
and I had to grip her shirt in my fists to keep from losing myself. I had never
in my life had a kiss from any girl that felt like that. I thought she was
going to be shy and back away with a dazed look on her face like all the women
I made out with usually did, but instead, she kicked the kiss into full
overdrive and wrapped her arms around my neck. She raked her slender fingers
through my long hair and met my tongue dance for dance. I went from semi
flaccid to rock hard in two seconds and my eyes rolled back in my head as she
took from me what she wanted. Looking back on it, I think that when she kissed
me back she took a piece of my soul with her.

When
we broke apart, I asked one last time if she could come to my place because
after that kiss I was dying to get a peek at what was hiding under those skin
tight clothes. Unfortunately she had to leave so I reminded her again to tag us
in the picture, wanting to have a way to friend request her. She agreed and I
kissed her petal soft lips one more time before telling her I would talk to her
again.

I
went to the party and drank my weight in tequila that night, trying to drown out
how turned on I was by that girl. I made a promise to myself then and there
that although I definitely didn’t want a girlfriend, I would keep my cock in my
pants until it could be unleashed on Danni.

And
now, as she made her way across the parking lot to me, I was reminded of the
day after that concert. when I checked out the band’s fan page and saw her
photo…

I came down the stairs, holding my head which was
pounding from my huge hangover. I looked around my house; there were red cups,
beer bottles, and discarded panties and bras everywhere. As I got a beer and a
bottle of aspirin from the cabinet, I called the maid service and told them I
would definitely need help with the house today. Fuck, with all the panties and
condom wrappers I saw on my way downstairs I should’ve had them call in a
hazmat team. I was feeling like shit so I told the service where the hidden key
was in case I went back to bed.

I was about to put my phone back in my pocket when I
heard my notification ringtone. I opened my Facebook app and saw that Bad
Blooded Rebel’s fan page had several notifications but only one immediately
caught my interest. We’d been tagged in two new photos by Danni Sharpe. I
grinned to myself as I sat down on a stool and looked at the photos of the six
of us. Danni’s hot little body was pressed up against mine and I shifted in my
seat remembering her kiss from the night before. I tapped on her name and it
took me to her profile. Everleigh was in the picture with her, both of them
making that ridiculous “duck face” that girls found amusing and it was really
cute.

I scrolled through the photos on her page for a few
minutes, my dick getting harder and harder as I saw her in some tight dresses
and a few bikinis. I couldn’t resist the urge any longer so I hit the “Add
Friend” button with my finger. I figured I would have to wait a while for a
response but lucky for me, within five seconds she’d accepted my request. I sat
on a stool next to my kitchen island and typed a message to her.

B: well, that was fast, haha. How are you doing,
beautiful?

D: sorry, I got excited. Never been friend requested
by a celeb before, lol. I’m doing great now, ;)

B: glad to hear it. So you and your friend made it
back to your hometown in one piece, I take it?

D: luckily, lol.

B: why do you say that?

D: well, I might have fan girl screamed at one point
causing Ev to jerk the wheel and almost go off the road.

B: oh yeah? Any reason for that scream, Danni?

D: not really, I only made out with the lead guitarist
of Bad Blooded Rebel earlier. No big deal, lol

B: so…I made you scream, huh?

D: among other things…

I shifted in my seat. I was hard as fuck now knowing
that I’d affected her beyond being red-faced and excited. I continued…

B: what other things?

D: I can’t, it’s embarrassing, *blush*

B: oh come on now, Danni, you can’t leave me
hanging. Tell me

D: On the way home I was wishing I’d brought an
extra pair of panties with me…your kiss ruined the pair I had on, haha

I sat straight up and grabbed my cock. Holy fuck…

B: you just made my dick twitch in my pants. You’re
a bad girl, you know that?

D: I’m sorry, haha

B: like hell you are, lol. Why the fuck don’t you
live closer to me?

D: why would you want me to live closer?

B: really, Danni? Did you just ask me that? ha

D: why, is it just because you want to fuck me and
add me to your long list of sluts?

Talk about brutal honesty. Well, at least she wasn’t
like most girls who just fucked around instead of asking what they really
wanted to know.

B: whoa…

D: Beau, we should probably just clear the air here.
Kissing you last night was seriously the biggest thrill of my life so far, but
I’m not the kind of girl that will just give it up to a guy because of who he
is or how much money he has. I like you and I’m a fan because you are
incredibly talented. I have loved your band ever since you started. If that’s
not what you want from this or you want something less than friendship then
tell me now

I stared at my phone for what felt like ages. Danni
was a complete contradiction…last night she seemed down for just about anything
I threw at her and now she was standing her ground and saying she wasn’t going
to give it up to me. Surprisingly the idea of her turning me down actually made
me smile. I thought I liked Danni Sharpe before but now I was definitely sure
of it.

B: Consider the air cleared. I think you just became
my new best friend, ;)

D: new best friend that made out with you, haha

B: hell yeah you did, and you loved it.

D: guilty, haha. So, how was your party last night?

I sat on the stool messaging Danni for what felt
like forever but yet not long enough. I looked up and realized my house was
completely clean, yet I never even noticed anyone there. I blinked, looking at
the clock and my eyes went wide. I’d been chatting with her for over four
hours. I also noticed that my headache had dulled and I was feeling better. If
I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that talking to her was my
hangover cure. I laughed and kept my phone in my hands as I stood up and started
rummaging through the refrigerator to satisfy my suddenly ravenous appetite.