Rock n Roll Promises (YAE) (Rock n Roll Paraphantasy Series) (5 page)

She lifted her face to his. “I don’t need medicine.
I will be fine now, Ozzie. I can heal. It just hurts
like wildfire. You have cleaned it, so no infection
should set in, and in a couple of days, maybe
sooner, it will be as if it never happened. I have
been hurt worse than this before.”

“Then why are you crying? I know it hurts, but
when I glanced at you just a moment ago, you
looked as if your world would end.”

“Because I thought…I kept this form you…I just
love you so much, I was afraid I had lost you.”
“I know about Anna, and I’m still around. I’m
not new to this rodeo.”

She laughed at the cowboy reference. “Yes, but
befriending something from the supernatural is
different than sleeping with it.”

“You’re right, but this does explain a few
things.”

 

“Such as?”

“Well, I don’t want to really talk about past
loves, but in my experience, most tiny girls don’t
like it rough in the bedroom. They want the sweet
romantic movie stuff. You, on the other hand, seem
to crave it.”

“Is that a bad thing? Do I put you out of your
comfort zone?”

“No! As a matter of fact, I love it. Oh my God,
Paige, you have no idea how much that turns me
on.”

“Speaking of...” She turned her face to his and
kissed him. She felt him respond for a second then
he stopped her.

“You don’t want me to do that? It feels like you
do.”
“What about your arm?”

“The pain is ebbing away and the wound will
heal. Actually, the cleaning hurt worse than the cuts
themselves. My lord, alcohol is brutal!”

“It’s the only thing I saw under her counter,
besides bleach and I was fairly certain we didn’t
need to go that route.”

“No! No we don't and to let you in on another
one of my secrets, I heal much faster when I fool
around.”

“Well, you are hurt pretty bad; you might need a
lot of that over the next few days. ”

She kissed him between each word. “Good…
thing…we…are…off…work.” She pulled away and
winked at him before she spoke.

“Let’s get where we have more room. Anna said
my room is at the end of the hall." She stood and
followed him out of the shower to her room.

The bed, soft and silky, added to her euphoric
intoxication as she moved across it. She pulled him
close and begged for more. Her body felt no pain,
only cravings for pleasure and he had promised she
would have it. She whispered her commands in his
ear and he followed each and every one.
Chapter 5

Let’s check this in the mirror.
Crossing the room, Anna walked and stood in
front of the vanity, staring at her reflection. Tall,
white Go-Go boots ran from her toes to her knees. A
white silk dress fashioning red and gold paisleys
draped over her shapely figure and stopped just past
her butt. Long, straight brown hair, pressed and
flattened, played around her shoulders, and a thick,
silk fabric headband sat on top of her head.
Groovy! Just got to grab my keys and I am out of
here.
She
turned from her reflection and left the room.
On her way through the hall, she snatched her keys
off the hook on the wall and danced out the door.
She climbed into her 1973 cherry red Mustang 351
and pulled the door closed. The engine roared to life
and purred like a proud lion before she put the car
in gear and drove away. Lights on, foot on the gas
and Carly Simon’s “You’re So Vain” blaring
through the speakers, she sped away, ready for her
night to begin. She sang along as loud as she could,
and her body filled with excitement as adrenaline
swam through her veins.
Almost there…oh, here’s the turn off.

Passing the bar, she slowly pulled her car next to
the curb to park it. Door open, engine off, she
reached over, pushed down the door locks, and got
out of the car. Slamming the door shut, she moved
around the car and in the direction of the bar.

Good ole rock n roll
Guitars wailed and drumbeats rattled the small
windows and mixed with the sounds of people
screaming the band on as she walked in. She made
her way to the bartender and stopped when she
heard a male voice in her ear.

“The band’s good, yes?”

 

“I just got here, but so far they rock.”

 

“I have a table just over there. Would you like to
join me?”

 

“Sure, let me get a drink first.”

She felt his arm encircle her waist and pull her
close. What felt like a soft breeze from his
whispered words, tickled her ear.

“Join me at the table. I have a waitress on my
dime. I will order you any drink of your choice.”

Her heart took off like a scared rabbit as did her
pulse, and she found her good sense fading away.
Her eyes locked onto his, and her mind went blank.

Blue, no green….
“
So will you join me?”

 

Her tone flattened. “Yes.”

Light as a ballet dancer, she gracefully followed
the man to the table. She dropped into the chair next
to his. His wet kiss was planted across her cheek
and her mind suddenly jumped back into hyper
drive.

Whoa!
Closing her eyes and mentally shaking herself
back into the now, she tried to figure out what
happened.
What the….
Slowly turning her head, she glanced at the other
women gathered at the table with her.
They are completely still. What is wrong with
them? By the looks of them, there is nothing going
on at all. No people, no loud music, nothing. Weird!

Fear and confusion crept along her skin,
mimicking fog rolling across the grass, slowly but
completely engulfing it.

Time to go!
Trying not to make a scene, she nonchalantly got
out of her chair and walked away to the bar.
Halfway across the room, she turned her head and
looked behind her.
No one noticed. Great!
Turning back, she took a deep breath and strode
up to the bartender.
Ohh, he is cute. Dark hair, broad shoulders, and
decadent dark brown eyes. Those black jeans fit
almost as snugly as the shirt.
“
What will you have?”

“I─”

 

“I’m paying for whatever she is ordering, Jack.”

 

“Sure thing, Sebastian.”

Just as with a tennis match, she looked from one
to the other as they spoke.
Oh please, like I need someone to buy me drinks.
Twisting her frame slightly, she looked at the one
called Sebastian.

“Thank you, but…” Her breath caught in her
chest, and her heart skipped a beat as she drowned
into deep ocean blue that were his eyes.
Wow, those
eyes. He has it all. Dark black feathered hair, tan
skin, and lean muscles.

She blinked and her senses returned.

Whew, what a rush. I don’t know what he did,
but I liked it.
She watched his body move as he let go of his
glass to wipe his hands on his dark denim pants.
Her hand looked dainty in his as he moved it to his
lips. His quick kiss sent chills down her spine and
an electric current through her veins. Thumping
against her skin, her pulse pounded and matched the
rhythm of her heartbeat in her throat.
“Virgin Margarita! I mean I would like a virgin
margarita, thank you.” Her free hand was on her
forehead and her eyes closed.

Oh yea, he thinks I am perfectly normal. The
normal response is always to wait until it gets quiet
and then start yelling out drink orders. Crap, now I
am blushing, I can feel the heat in my face.

Her hand still in his, she dropped her free hand
and turned her eyes to him. His mouth moved
slightly and words eloquently flew out.

“Jack, the lady would like a virgin margarita.”

 

“Coming right up, Sebastian.”

 

“Where are my manners? My name is Sebastian,
it is nice to me you…?”

 

“Annabelle. My name is Annabelle.”

 

“What a lovely name, Annabelle. Here is your
margarita. Would you like to join me at my table?”

 

“I would love to, lead the way.”

Frosted beverage in hand, his arm around her
waist, she followed him to the table. Stepping aside,
she folded her hand under her dress and took the
seat he offered. Lips to her glass, she took a sip of
her drink. Small chunks of ice fused with flavored
mix filled her mouth and chilled her tongue as she
swallowed.

Oh crap!

 

“Here, let me help you.”

His warm sweet breath brushed across her lips
stuck to the glass and helped to thaw them. Pulling
the glass away, she closed her eyes and tried to hide
her embarrassment.

This guy is going to think I’m a bag of nuts!

Opening her eyes, she looked at him. “Thank
you. How embarrassing. That has never happened
before. Please don’t laugh.”

“I’m not laughing. OK, well, I am laughing a
little, but I think it’s cute.”

 

“My lip sticking to the glass and embarrassing
myself is cute?”

 

“No, but your reaction is.”

 

“Well, thank you.”

 

“Subject change?”
“Yes, please.”

 

“OK, Annabelle—“
She gently placed her hand over his. “Anna. Call
me Anna.”

“OK, Anna. The band, what do you think of
them?”
“I think they’re really good. That one on the
guitar, the one kicking his leg and rocking across
the stage, sure knows what he is doing.” She took
another large drink from her glass.

“They say he’s a musical genius.”

 

She watched the musical prodigy. “I must say, I
love the school boy outfit.”

 

“I bet they will be around for a very long time.

She turned back to Sebastian. “I bet you’re right.
They really rock. Do you know what the name
means?”

“Not really. I know it has something to do with
currents of electricity or something.”

 

“Right on. Looks like my glass is almost empty,
better flag down the waitress. These glasses are so
small. ”

 

“Allow me.”

Sebastian’s movements were smooth. He raised
his hand slightly and snapped his fingers. Her eyes
blinked once, and she couldn’t believe what she
saw.

That was quick, where was she?

 

She opened her mouth to ask for another drink,
but Sebastian’s hurried voice beat her to it.

 

“I’m capable of ordering my own drinks.”

 

“Sorry, did you want something else?’

“No, that’s what I would have ordered, but
still…”
“This is a really good song, would you like to
dance?”

“Sure, love to.”

She grasped the seat and pushed it backward.
Once out of the chair, she took his hand and
followed him onto the dance floor.

Not much for slow songs, but hey, he’s cute. Oh
he feels good. His muscles are toned and his skin is
so warm. I feel so safe in his arms.

Her body pressed into his and with her head on
his chest, she moved to the beat of the music.
The next song played and more people joined
them on the floor as the band took a break and the
jukebox kicked on. They lined up shoulder to
shoulder and she joined them for The Hustle. Arms
swinging at her sides and feet doing the steps, she
moved happily to the song with Sebastian at her
side. Her dance moves switched from the Hustle to
the Funky Chicken and The Swim, with the
changing of each song. Laughter on her lips, she
sauntered her sweaty self back to her seat.

****

Wet and sticky, she brushed her hand across her
mouth, wiping away salt and drops of margarita
mix. Shaking away the bitter taste, she looked at the
table and mentally took note of the empty shot
glasses lined in front of her.

Ten, dang I’m on a roll tonight. These are so
good.
Loud wailings of the guitar in her ears, and with
margarita mix on her breath, her mouth pressed
against his as she kissed him again. Getting out of
her chair, she moved toward him. She grabbed the
back of his neck and kept her eyes locked onto his
as she slid across him and straddled his lap. With a
handful of hair, she closed her eyes and kissed him
forcefully. The fabric of her dress bunched as he
moved his hand up her thigh. Her ear lobes, laced
with his hot breath, sent tingles down her back
when he asked her a question.

“How about we continue this party at my
house?”

Oh, my…hmm.
Her neck was slick with wet
kisses. She grabbed the back of the chair with both
hands and pushed her hips inward as she answered
his question in a breathy tone. “Yes, that does sound
fun.”

She pulled back from his ear and looked into his
glossy eyes. His lust matched hers. Seductively she
moved from his lap to wait. Heat and desire flooded
through her as he ran his hand up her leg and
cupped her butt. He pulled her into his embrace and
whispered in her ear.

“I have car right outside, you can ride with me.”
She pressed herself into him, running a ruby red
nail down his chest, “I’m ready, lead the way.”

Her hand in his, he led the way out of the bar and
to his waiting limo. She stepped to the side as he
opened the door and motioned her forward. On her
hands and knees, she slowly climbed in.

Oh, these seats are warm. Driver must have left
the car on.
She slid across the seat and he followed her in,
closing the door.
When the car was set in motion, she draped her
right leg over his as she turned her head and kissed
him. She moaned around his kiss. Every nerve came
alive as heat flashed across her skin. Her desire and
need reached the top. She slid down the seat as he
pushed her onto her back. Before it could get any
hotter the car stopped and the limo driver
announced their arrival.
She looked at him and saw fire flash in his eyes.
She smiled and let go of him so they could fix their
rumpled clothes.
Cool air brushed across her skin when the door
swung open. She scooted across the seat, grabbed
his offered hand and got out of the car.
Anna felt small standing in front of his white
two-story apartment. Palm trees and bushes littered
the landscape, casting shadows on the outside walls
from the garden lights. Soft light caressed the
curtained windows, welcoming but private. A small
sidewalk big enough for a pair of entwined lovers
snaked its way up the entrance. Her body snuggled
close to his as they walked to the door. The coolness
of the breeze sent chills down her spine and
gooseflesh across her skin. Her feet quickened their
pace as she rushed to the door, away from the harsh
bite of the cold. She let him quickly usher her into
the apartment. Once inside, her eyes took in the
scene and she wondered if he had a woman help
with his decorating.
Black damask designs covered the wall of the
large living room and were laced with white crown
molding. The relaxing sound of a brick fountain
came from the middle section of the far wall. It was
barely lit by small lights in the floor. A suede couch
and love seat sat neatly in the center of the room
and were accented by small, white wooden tables. A
slight glow illuminated the room from the two table
lamps. The small divider split the kitchen from the
living room, also done in the matching white and
wood.
“Which do you prefer, virgin margarita or a
sunrise?”