Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set (34 page)

I made her cum. I made Blue Delaney, a woman who hates me, cum. And now she’s crying!? Fuck!

“Blue?” I ask. “Fuck… Blue, are you crying?” She doesn’t answer me, but straightens her back, and tightens her arms on herself.

“Blue. I’m sorry. Shit… I didn’t… I mean, I wasn’t… I didn’t mean for that to happen. I don’t know what happened…” I need her to look at me. I feel like shit and I never feel like shit. “Can you just look at me?”

She spits out, “No. I don’t need to look at you, Jessie. Don’t apologize. It’s fine. I know how you are. Sex is nothing to you and I was just an available body. I’m just not like… I’m not like what you’re used to. I know exactly how you are. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have allowed that to happen.”

Fuck me. I know she’s not like the women I usually fuck. If Jude and Liam find out, they’re going to kill me. She’s their friend. Hell, she’s friends with all of the guys! FUCK!

“Blue. Dammit, look at me. I know you aren’t. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it. I… I just acted. I am sorry, but don’t cry. Stop fucking crying. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” I’m pulling my hair and praying she stops crying. I don’t do women’s tears.

She looks up. Her blue eyes are almost turquoise, only now they’re red rimmed and glassy. She wipes her eyes with the heels of her hands and I see her back straighten as she clenches her jaw. She pierces me with her hard gaze. “Look, Jessie, its fine. Sex for you is nothing special. I get it.” She straightens her legs out and shrugs. “It’s not a big deal. Nothing really happened. So just forget about it, ok?”

I swallow as I think about what she’s saying. Not a big deal?

I could have fucked her just now; I know it. Blue shattered in my arms, because of “me”. Sure I might have a lot of sex, but I wouldn’t do that to her. I wouldn’t treat her that way. I don’t know what that was, but it was something. And she’s just going to dismiss it as “nothing”?

“Really?” My eyes flash fire. “Ok then. No problem, Blue. Since ‘nothing really happened’ other than I could have fucked you senseless and you came undone in my arms, because of
my
hands and mouth. Sure. What. The. Fuck. Ever! We’ll just forget about it.” I snap it out.
Nothing really happened…

Her eyes widen at my tone and I see a hint of confusion cross her face before her eyes harden again. “Good. You’re a sexy guy Jessie and most women throw themselves at you. I know that. But not
me.
I am
not
interested in a no-strings-notch-in-your-belt-fuck! I’m not interested in you. That was a mistake. The intensity of the situation just got to us. It meant nothing. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I just want to forget it ever happened!” She’s spitting the words at me. “And what the fuck are these people doing? They need to hurry up. I need to get the hell out of here. Like now!”

She wants to just forget about it? Fine with me. I don’t even like her, so why do her words bother me? God, I need to get the hell out of this elevator!

“No idea. But it can’t be soon enough for me.” I lean against the wall and close my eyes.

“You’re an asshole! I tell you what Jessie, you stay over there and I’ll stay over here and as soon as we get out of here, we can go our separate ways! I can’t wait for this tour to be over!” I hear her say, but I refuse to look at her.

“You and me both, Blue. You and me both.”

Blue

Oh my God. I cannot believe that almost just happened. Who am I kidding? Yes I can. It’s Jessie. JESSIE. He just kissed me and touched me. And I let him. And now look at us. What the hell? I need to get the hell out of this elevator and away from this man. He makes me insane and I can’t think when he’s around. As mad as I am and as much as his words just hurt me, my body is a traitor and all I can think about is climbing into his lap and attacking him. I want nothing more than to finish what we just started.

We both sit in silence. I’m watching him in the reflection on the handrails. His head is back, his eyes are closed, and he’s so calm. It’s almost like he’s napping. My body is humming and my head is still racing and he’s taking a freaking nap?!

Finally, after what seems like an hour, we hear the phone ring. I answer it since Jessie doesn’t even move. “Yes?… Oh, thank God!… We’re fine… Thank you.”

I look over at Jessie and he’s watching me with his brow raised. I tell him, “Five minutes. They have it fixed and we’ll be out in five minutes.”

He nods at me and closes his eyes again.

He can’t wait to be away from me. Awesome. I need to get the hell away from him too. Like now, before I do something stupid. Like slap him, again… or jump him. Stupid sexy ass rock star.

A few minutes later, we hear a grinding noise and the elevator jerks before it starts slowly moving upward. It stops and we wait. The doors open to a small crowd. The maintenance men, security, a man in a suit, Jude, Liam, Dade, Cruz, Lexi, and a crowd of strangers are all staring at us.

I get up from the floor and smooth my shirt down before stepping out to curious looks, before they look around me and at Jessie. He stands up, but remains in the elevator. Lexi grabs my hands and starts pulling me down the hallway, exclaiming loudly, cutting Liam off when he’s about to speak. “Oh my God, girl. Are you ok? I was so worried about y’all.” She looks over her shoulder at Jude and says, “I’m taking her to her room. Bradi is meeting us there. I’ll meet up with you in a bit.”

I just follow her, still mulling over what the hell just happened… what I
allowed
to happen in the elevator. I glance over my shoulder and Liam is frowning at my departing figure and glancing from me to Jessie. I can feel my face flame. I think I’m being slick, but Lexi apparently notices.

“Care to tell me what happened in the elevator, Blue? And don’t say nothing, because then you’ll be lying.”

I shake my head and walk in front of her to my door taking my keycard out of my shirt pocket as I go. We can hear all of the commotion behind us as fans and security make sure that
Jessie
is ok.

Once the door is unlocked, I make it on shaky legs to my bed, where I throw myself face down, leaving Lexi to close the door. Almost immediately, there’s a knock at the door and the whirlwind that is Bradi is let in, taking over all of the remaining space in the room.

“Holy shit, Blue! You and Jessie in an elevator for a couple of hours. Spill it. How was it? What happened?” She wastes no time getting to the point.

I lift my head slightly to look at her and mutter, “What are you doing here?”

“Duh, we’re here for the last concert of the tour and Lex couldn’t take being away from Jude any longer. So, she invited Micah and me to tag along. But we aren’t talking about me bitch, we’re talking about
you.
You and
Jessie Adams
in an enclosed, tiny space… for a couple of hours… what happened? Since you’re both still alive, I’m guessing it was something sexual!” Her eyebrows start wiggling and she pins me with a stare. “You. Talk. Now!”

Collapsing back onto the bed, I bury my face again, and ignore her as Lexi reprimands her. “Bradi lay off. She’s had a traumatic experience. We’re supposed to be offering support, not grilling her about what happened in the elevator. Though if something
did
happen and she wants to tell us, we are most definitely here for her.” I turn my head slightly and she looks over at me and winks with the last part.

I moan and mutter for both of them to go away. Lexi and I have gotten close the past few weeks. She’s become a great friend and is someone who’s easy to talk to. I haven’t had many girlfriends in my life, so I appreciate the friendship. But right now, I need her to go away so I can sort through the last few hours and attempt to figure out what the hell happened.

After much grumbling and a promise from me to meet them for drinks and a “Girl’s Night” later, they head out.

Once the door closes behind them, I roll over and stare at the ceiling as I try to make sense of the events in the elevator and the fact that after all this time, I finally got a piece of Jessie, and holy shit, what a piece it was… Shit!

Jessie

A
fter about half an hour, the guys finally manage to wrangle me away from the fans and hotel security. I fall onto the couch in my room and Dade opens some beers from the mini bar, passing them around. As he hands me mine, I take it and lay my head against the back of the couch with a loud sigh. Forget beer, I need tequila.

“What the fuck happened in the elevator, Jessie?” Jude asks me.

Without moving my head, I answer, “Nothing. Nothing important, anyway.”

Liam laughs and says sarcastically, “Really? Nothing important? Then why was your hair standing on end, your face flushed, and I’m pretty sure you had a hand print on your face when those elevator doors opened, Dude.”

My hand heads to my face where Blue slapped me. “Fuck!”

“Jessie, why did Blue slap you?” Jude calmly asks.

I raise my head from the couch and all three of them are looking at me. Jude has his eyebrows raised. Liam is wearing his trademark smirk, but his eyes are hard, and Dade is just frowning. Cruz is watching me expectantly.

Groaning, I reply, “Yes, she slapped me… After I kissed her. She was wigging the fuck out and I kissed her. I don’t even know why I did it. Crazy bitch.”

Liam starts laughing again and even Dade and Cruz crack smiles. They seem to be getting a lot of enjoyment out of my frustration. Bastards. I flip them off and look at Jude, who is looking at me with a contemplative look on his face. “What? Why the hell are you looking at me like that?”

He shakes his head and smirks too before laughing a little. “You kissed, Blue? And she slapped you? That is priceless!”

“Fuck you. I didn’t mean to kiss her. I didn’t even want to kiss her. And yes, she fucking slapped me. I’m glad you assholes find this so fucking funny!” I drain my beer as my friends laugh at me, then I get up to look for something stronger.

“Oh, you wanted to kiss her. She’s fucking hot. Those eyes and those lips… that body… man. Yes, Blue is hot.” Liam says as he continues to smirk at me.

His words piss me off. Does he want Blue? And if he’s interested, why does that thought make me want to punch him in his pretty boy face?

Fuck me! I need to go out tonight and get that blue-eyed witch off of my mind!

“Shut the fuck up, Pretty Boy. Are you assholes in here just to fuck with me? And if so, are you done? I’ve been through a traumatic experience. I need a damn nap!”

Jude stops laughing and looks at me with a serious look on his face. “Jessie, whatever is going on with you and Blue, she’s not like the women you’re used to. I know you know that. But she’s a friend of the band, and well, she’s a really close friend to me and to Lexi now. Don’t fuck that up for a piece of ass. And if that’s what you want from her, I will personally beat the shit out of you, even if you are my best friend.”

“Shit, Jude, give me some fucking credit! I’m not going to fuck Blue! We don’t even
like
each other. We were trapped in an elevator.” I’m pulling my hair in my exasperation. “That’s all. And if I was going to do
whatever
with Blue, I know she’s more than a piece of ass. Jesus, I’m not a complete dick you know.”

“I do know that.” He smiles at me as he continues, “I’m just reminding you. Don’t jump my ass. Get some sleep. We’ll catch you tonight. Last hoorah in Vegas before this tour is over. Later, man.” He grabs the guys and they all walk out, leaving me at the mini bar, but not before Liam looks back and clearly communicates that I am not to play with Blue. Grabbing two mini bottles of tequila and a new beer, I hurriedly shoot the tequila and chase it with the beer, before throwing myself face down on the bed and passing out in exhaustion. The last thing I see in my mind before I fall asleep is a purple dangly belly ring.