A Second Chance at love The Rocker Girls Series

by Jennifer Byars

  Margie leaned against the table, right in front of Rex. “This is going to be a good one tonight,” she whispered to him. He smiled and she knew he had no clue what was going on.

  Addison threw back another shot when she saw Win take a breather from the girls sucking his face. “I can have pussy just as easily as Lynn. But she better be smokin’ hot,” she said, now taking Tia’s beer.

  That made South push away his slut, and Win frowned at her. She was so done with men and their two-way street! But to do this, well she was going to need to get good and drunk. The bottle of Jack was on the table and she started pouring herself another shot, but South took her hand before she could drink it. “Don’t you think you’ve had enough to drink, Ad?”

  Addison smirked. “Don’t pay too much attention to me. Your screw might not think you’re that interested in her and leave you high and dry for the night.” She winked.

  He looked over to the girl and then back at her. “Ad…” he began, but she just ignored him. “Okay, Tia, you’re the rule-setter tonight. How much are we laying down in the kitty?” she asked her sister.

  Tia smiled. “I think last time Mindy only said twenty, and it was kind of boring.”

  Margie sat on the stool and looked over at Tia with a growl. “Hey, I got it done in twenty, just like I said!”

  Lynn took a swig of beer. “Well, I have to agree with Tia, twenty really isn’t that hard. Anyway Ad’s playin’ tonight, so let’s kick it up a notch.”

  “Okay, so the bet tonight is a Benjamin,” Tia laughed excitedly.

  “Shit!” Lynn scowled. “Tia, that’s a lot!”

  Tia shrugged. “You said make it interesting. So the beginning time is fifteen.”

  Addison looked around the room, to see what was out there for her tonight. There were some real hotties at this club, but most of them were the rocker sort. She’d had more than her fair share of the whoring rocker men. But she needed to move on, and this was the way to jump in feet first.

  “Okay, what’s out there, Tia?” she asked.

  Tai scanned the room, then pointed to a hot-looking blond. “He’s cute. I like him.”

  “Hell, no. I can see from here he’s the clingy type!” Lynn proclaimed.

  Andy got closer to Tia, putting his hand on her back. “What are you girls up to? And why do you like him, Tia?” he whispered, not liking that she was checking out other men. She giggled. “You’ll see. Just hold on.”

  Addison looked around her sister at Andy, and had a devilish look in her eye. “We’re looking for fun, Andy,” she said. Win seemed to not need his two groupies to stroke his ego at the moment, as all the guys were trying to figure out what kind of game the girls were playing.

  The girls came up with this particular game when they were first touring with Jimmy and his band, Death Ever After, after they first started cheating on them. It used to be Addison’s job to find the hot screws for them and decide the money and time limits.

  She looked over at Win and South, holding up a beer to them and giving them a snide little smile. Win looked at South and back at her, wondering what the hell was going on.

  “That’s him,” Lynn said to the group.

  “Oh hell no, Lynn! He’s already drunk!” Margie told her. Rex didn’t seem to like her looking at other guys, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into his lap. But she giggled, kissing his cheek. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m not playing tonight.”

  “Hey, no sucking face. Me, Mindy and Ad are playing this game tonight. So let’s find our hooker for this and reel him in!” Lynn growled. Tia pointed to a hot guy over in the corner of the room. “He looks good. What about him?”

  Addison sat forward, looking over at a tall dark-haired guy. Her eyes roamed over his body, appreciating it. He was built and didn’t have a whole bunch of tattoos either, just her type. “He’s smoking hot! Good call, Tia. So Mindy, are we on?”

  Mindy smiled at her, and Lynn laughed. They were definitely in. He was talking to some redhead, looking like to get a piece. When he looked over and noticed the girls staring at him, Tia waved him over in their direction. He smiled back at them, pissing off the redhead. But he did start to make his way over.

  “I bet Mindy can get him in fifteen,” Margie shouted to them.

  “Hell no, I say twelve!” Mindy said, crossing her arms.

  Addison and Lynn watched the way he moved. “No, this guy’s needy tonight. Nine flat, see if any of you bitches can beat that!” Lynn said with a laugh.

  His eyes fell to Addison and she smirked at him. “Seven. I can get him off, me off, and having him look like I just rode him hard and put him away wet in seven minutes, ladies.”

  She didn’t know if this thing with Win being a whore in front of her was a way of trying to make her jealous, but it was about time she had some of her own misadventures with horny men.

  “Addison, you are so full of shit! There is no way you can get him to cum in seven minutes,” Lynn laughed.

  “Well, I have a hundred that says I can stroke that dick just right, and have him screaming out my name in seven minutes, Lynn,” she challenged.

  South pushed away the girl sitting on his lap. She tried to get back on but he leaned across the table, looking rather pissed at Addison. “You’re just going to take some random guy to go fuck on a bet?” he asked, baffled.

  Mindy laughed. “Well yeah, what else are any of you any good for?” She giggled.

  “But girls don’t do that?” he said, looking to the others for help.

  “What do you guys do? Don’t you just pick up random women and bring them home?” Ad asked South, looking at the girl draped all over him.

  “Yeah, but I’m a guy!” he told her, like that was explanation enough.

  Lynn rolled her eyes. But Addison laughed at him. “Well, yeah. And we’re all for equal opportunities, aren’t we, ladies. You know a woman likes a good old-fashioned fuck too, South Parker. And that doesn’t mean we need a wedding ring to get it,” she with a wink.

  The guy came up to them, moving around the table to Addison. “Hey, how you doing, beautiful? Would you like me to buy you a drink?” he asked her. He was right in front of her, and my, my, my, he was a fine-looking specimen. Her eyes roamed over his body, and a sly smile spread across her face. He wasn’t that tall after all, but she still had to look up to see his blue eyes.

  He looked around the table at the other guys sitting around her, and frowned. “Are you with someone here tonight?”

  She looked back to see Andy and Rex just watching how this was going to play out. But South looked like he didn’t quite believe what was going on, and Win, who had the girl back on his lap, looked like he was going to beat the shit out of the guy.

  “Nope. I’m all by my lonesome tonight. I was wondering if you might be interested in some fun?” she asked him in her bedroom voice.

  The guy grinned. “I’m always interested in some fun. Especially if you’re the one offering it,” he said, trying to sound smooth. Lord, he had no idea what smooth was.

  The girls just sat back, and Lynn shook her head. Yup, she had this guy. “You don’t have to use any lines, baby. I’m not looking to fall in love tonight. Just wanting to see if you can work that thing in your pants,” she told him silkily.

  “Well, I’m definitely up for the challenge.” His grin turned into a full-blown smile, as he placed his hand on her hip. She slipped her hand in her pocket, pulling out some money and putting it on the table. “Ante up, ladies. I should return momentarily,” she said, never breaking eye contact.

  His eyes went to the money, then he looked back at her with a small chuckle. “What’s that for?”

  “Nothing, baby, but I only have a couple minutes. You think you can handle that?” she said, placing her hand on his chest and moving closer to him.

  “No fucking problems here, sweetheart,” he said in a deepened voice. She could feel his erection through his jeans already as she stood close to him; he was definitely re
ady to go. She glanced up at him. “Fantastic,” she whispered, taking the shot that South had stopped her from drinking a moment ago and throwing it back. “Shall we?”

  His arm went around her shoulders and she started to walk out the door with him. Then she told him to hold on one second, running over to Lynn. “Five minutes and you owe me another fifty!”

  Lynn groaned. “Fuck, that sucks. I’m going to lose a buck fifty!”

  “I don’t even know why you bother to bet against her. She has men dropping their pants when she’s not even asking them for a piece,” Margie said, shaking her head.

  South was losing his shit. “You’re not going to go out there and stop her?” he said, thinking this was some kind of joke that the girls were playing on them.

  They all sat back drinking, not even moving a muscle to check on their friend. “She’s been out of the game for too long. She’s only had a fling, and that stupid fuck was serious about her.”

  “No, I think she needs to get out there again, be crazy like she used to be,” Lynn said to him. She smiled at one of the girls that was sitting on Win’s lap, then barked an order. “Tia, tell us when they hit the van, and then start the clock.”

  “She’s just going to take him to the van? This is a joke, right? I mean she’s really not going to…” South asked, looking at the door. Tia’s hand came up. “She’s got ‘im in. Let’s see if she can pull seven,” Lynn said, kicking back her feet and watching Win’s reaction.

  Win looked to the door, then back at the women in front of him. He pushed the girls off his lap, making one fall onto Margie as he pushed people aside, almost running to get to Addison.

  Margie laughed. “If he stops it, does she lose or do we call interference?”

  “I think it should be interference. Because she definitely would’ve won,” Tia said, turning her head to Andy. “Don’t you think so?” she asked.

  He was speechless, but managed a small smile for her.

  Chapter 6

  It had been so long since Addison had done something extremely crazy. The guy was already all over her as she opened the van’s side door. He picked her up, slamming the door shut to get right back to finding her mouth. She only had seven minutes; better hurry this shit up.

  She straddled his lap, running her hands through his hair, deepening the kiss. His hands made their way to her breasts and she moaned when he cupped them, making her nipples harden. She smiled as she felt his hard erection trying to break free. He flipped her over so she was on her back, and started to kiss her again, as she unbuckled his pants.

  They were about to get to the good stuff when the door to the van flew open. Addison saw a hand reach in and grab the guy by the back of the shirt, pulling him off her. “Hey!” she yelled, climbing out after him. Win had come out and now had the guy by the shirt, staring angrily down at him.

  “What the fuck, man!” the guy yelled.

  Win threw him against the van, and was one hundred percent scary when he spoke. “You don’t fucking touch her! Now get the hell out of here before I lose my fucking cool!” he said, shaking. The guy looked at her and at Win, and swore before he shook off Win and left.

  “What the hell is your problem?” Ad yelled at him, pushing his massive frame. He looked down at her and her untucked shirt, her skirt out of place, and growled.

  “You were going to let that fucker have you? What were you thinking?” he fumed.

  She pushed him again and this time he took hold of her wrist so she wouldn’t push him again. “I was thinking I was going to get laid! That’s what the hell I was thinking!” she screamed up at him.

  He took her wrists, pulling them over her head and pushing her against the van. “If you just want to get fucked, I would service you any time you want me to, angel,” he told her, rubbing himself against her. He put one thigh in between her legs.

  She glared up at him since she couldn’t move her arms to smack him. “You already looked busy with your skanks. I didn’t want to interrupt you,” she seethed.

  “I would’ve stopped long enough for you to win your five-minute bet. Then returned to them and given them what they wanted of me.” He laughed a deep rumbling chuckle.

  She hated to be talked to like that, and she didn’t deserve to have some man-whore judge her. If he didn’t have her pinned against the van she would’ve kneed him in the balls. But at this moment she couldn’t move… “I didn’t go after a man-whore that needs to screw multiple women at a time to prove something to himself. That just doesn’t interest me. Thanks, but no thanks!” she told him disgustedly.

  He glared down at her. “And what you were about to do with that stupid fuck, him feeling you up and getting ready to fuck you on a bet. Doesn’t that make you a whore?” he growled at her.

  She sucked in a breath and could feel her lip tremble. “You don’t know me. You have no idea who I am or what I’ve been through. And I don’t have to explain shit to you!” she hissed, but tears started to roll down her face.

  South came up behind Win, looking over at her pinned to the van, tears rolling down her face. “Shit, man, just let her go,” he said, trying to talk some sense into him. But Win didn’t move, he just stood there staring down at her.

  She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself and the situation she now found herself in. Her head dropped and she looked at his chest. “I’m very sorry I upset you. Just please don’t hurt me,” she whispered.

  There was something in his eyes when he finally let go of her. He stood there just looking at her, then quickly he turned and stomped off, taking his keys out of his pocket, and headed for his truck.

  Addison fell back against the van, laying her head back and looking at the stars, just trying to catch her breath. South came up to her. “Hey, are you all right?” he asked her, but she couldn’t keep the tears from coming.

  Soon they were flowing freely and she covered her face with her hands as a sob escaped her. South took her in his arms, holding her close. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay. I know Win can be a pain in the ass but he never would’ve hurt you,” he whispered in her hair.

  Her arms came out, hugging him to her, and she felt South’s head look up when a vehicle peeled out of the parking lot. “Well, this was a lot of fucking fun,” he mumbled in her hair, and then put his arm around her, taking her to his Camaro.

  “I’m going to take you home. Are you okay with Andy taking home your sister?”

  “Yeah, she should be fine. Just let her know I’m going home,” she sniffled.

  He nodded, heading back inside. He came back a couple of minutes later, opened the car door and put her guitar and jacket in the back seat. “So are we headed home?”

  “Yeah, if you don’t mind. I have to be at work tomorrow afternoon, and I’m having a pretty good buzz I’ll need to sleep off. I don’t need to make a bad impression when I walk into the hospital,” she said, rubbing her head.

  South drove to the apartments. ”So are you a nurse like the others?”

  She looked over at him. “I didn’t know anyone told you where the others all worked.”

  He laughed. “Well truthfully, Win found out about you all. We were curious after Lynn lost her shit.”

  Her brows pulled together after that. “If he found out what we do, then why would you think I’m a nurse?” Then she remembered, her last name was different at work, it was her married name and not the name she’d told South. Then she sighed. “No, I’m not a nurse. I’m a first-year intern, and I was lucky enough to cut a break here in Cleveland so I can sing with the girls.”

  “You’re an intern? So you’re like…a doctor?”

  “Well, yes, but I still have lots of work to do. Tomorrow there’s a possibility of me working a twenty-hour shift. It’s brutal, let me tell you,” she explained, feeling pretty tired.

  “And that’s why you’re never around. And you don’t come with the girls to see our band because…”

  “Most of the time I’m working, but really somet
imes I just get home and pass out on the couch, too damn tired to make it to my bed.”

  “This is starting to make sense now,” he said quietly, and she sleepily smiled. “So how many hours do you work a week?”

  “That depends on the week. Last week I worked eighty. After I sang at the club. I could barely stand, so I caught a cab and went back to the apartment and passed out cold for a good ten hours.”

  “So you weren’t trying to avoid me? I mean I thought maybe, well, you know, trying to give me the brush-off.”

  She laughed quietly. “I’m not avoiding anybody. I just don’t have time in my life for a shower, let alone a relationship.”

  “Good to know. So there’s still a chance for me?”

  “Sure, why not,” she mumbled, half asleep.

  “What are you hoping to practice?” He sounded really interested.

  She chuckled as her eyes closed. “Well, I’d like general surgery, but it’s a lot of work and commitment. I will have to intern for five to seven years and then get board certified…and a whole bunch of other stuff.”

  “I’ve got to say, I’m impressed.”

  “Good to know I can impress you,” she said before she fell asleep.

  ***

  South pulled up and saw Win’s truck in his parking spot. Shit, he wanted to take her to his apartment since none of the others were home, but he didn’t want Win to pull a mental on him if he walked in with her.

  He got out his phone and texted him.

  “Are you cool man?” He waited, but he didn’t answer. “Look I’ve got Addison passed out in my car, and none of the girls are home. Are you going to lose your shit if I bring her up?”

  “No”

  “No don’t bring her up? Or No you’re cool?”

  “Cool…”

  South opened the passenger side door and picked her up. Shit, she weighed hardly anything. He was going to make sure she started to eat more when she was at work.

  When he made it upstairs Win opened the door for him. South was going to put her on his bed when Win stopped him. “Put her on the couch, man,” he told him. South was going to argue but Win cut in. “If I see her on your bed I’ll lose it.”