A Second Chance at love The Rocker Girls Series

by Jennifer Byars

  Ad pulled her sister into her arms, hugging her. “Tia sweetie, of course you and I stay together. I would never think otherwise. But that brings up Andy… I guess you should go get him so we can see where he stands in our decision, and Tia’s. This is going to be bitchy of me but, whatever Tia decides with Andy, then that’s what I’m going to do,” she told the group quietly.

  Margie glared at Mindy. “I’m sticking with my family,” she yelled.

  Lynn nodded. “I love you guys, and I want us to stick together.”

  “I want us all together, but I want Andy with us too,” Tia whispered.

  “I want us to stay together, but I’m willing to move to a fresh place if you guys want to,” Addison said.

  All heads turned to Mindy, who was scratching at something on the table with her nail. “I love you guys, but I think Lynn’s right. The music scene will have to go, for Jimmy to really not be able to find you.” She took a deep breath. “And I don’t want that. I want to play, I liked the rock life we were living. The only reason we stopped was because of Addison.”

  Lynn jumped up from the table. “The reason we left, dipshit, was because Jimmy wouldn’t stop hurting Addison! What the fuck is your…”

  “Lynn! She has the right to feel that way,” Addison said loudly. Lynn shook her head in disgust, plopping herself back down at the table.

  “Mindy, honey, if you want to go, then please go. No one will be mad at you if you leave,” she told her, only to have Lynn and Margie mumble things and laugh under their breath, pissed.

  “We…will not be mad. And you can always come home, wherever that might be,” she said quietly.

  Lynn kicked her feet up on the chair that Mindy had just vacated. “So are we staying or going?”

  Ad gave Lynn a look, and they shut up. “Tia, go see if Andy would want to be a part of our crazy family, okay. Then we’ll let you know what’s going on.”

  She nodded and got up from the table, not looking at any of them, and headed off to her room. Addison looked over at Lynn. “I guess you need to find out how Andy feels about all this, and if we did leave, if he’d want to come with us,” Ad told her.

  Tia was about to head out the door when she stopped. “If we do leave, let’s go to Tennessee. That’s the one place we’ve all wanted to live…might be nice.” She looked at the girls, and they all smiled at her, letting her know Andy would be accepted into the fold.

  When Tia shut the door the three of them looked at each other, huddling over the table. “Stay or run?” Addison asked, looking over to Marge now.

  “Rex didn’t even come by to let me know he’s back.” They heard her voice quiver. “I’m done with someone who doesn’t want me, or love me as much as I love him,” she said sadly. And Lynn and Addison knew one other man was thrown into that statement.

  Her eyes met theirs. “If we need to run, then I say run. I think what Tia said sounds good. Why not move to Nashville? That’s the one place that we all agreed on. Maybe it’s time to make our dream our home…permanently,” Marge told them confidently.

  Lynn clapped her hands together. “Okay then, Addison, what do you think of moving to the place we’ve always talked about. The thing is, our music will be on our Friday night, girls’ night. With just pizza and beer. Men are out on that night,” she chuckled.

  “You know what, ladies, that sounds really good to me too,” Ad smiled.

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  When Win walked into his apartment it was like World War Three was happening. Rex was so pissed that Win and Andy left the recording company in the middle of the signing, he couldn’t even speak. He just kept shouting “What the fuck!” at them.

  South on the other hand was the opposite; he sat on the couch with a beer in his hand and growled any time Andy tried to talk to him.

  When Win came in, Andy was telling Rex and South that this wasn’t the life he wanted anymore. What Tia talked about sounded good to him.

  “So what the fuck are you going to do, Andy? Get married, and work at some fucking store, covered in tattoos, and knock out a couple brats!” Rex screamed at him.

  Andy visibly lost his cool at that statement. “And if that’s what I fucking want, so what! What are you going to do about it anyway, asshole!” he screamed right back.

  Rex threw his hands into his hair. “This is what we wanted, this is what we all wanted! Up until those fucking chicks showed up, screwing everything up for us!” he yelled in frustration.

  Andy’s hands became fists. “You son of a bitch!” he seethed, jumping over the table and starting to beat the hell out of Rex. Rex pushed him off, getting a couple good punches to the gut and one to the face. Win ran over to pull Andy off Rex, and South went to Rex.

  “You don’t ever call her some fucking chick, do you hear me!” Andy snarled at the two in front of him. “I know now I don’t need some skanky pussy every night to be happy! I just need Tia… I love her!” he declared to them.

  South was about to say something when a soft knock caught their attention. Win rushed to the door, thinking it was Addison coming to stay the night with him. As he went to open the door he heard Rex call him pussy whipped, and shook his head.

  Tia’s small thin frame stood in the door when he opened it, her hands twisting together nervously. “I’m sorry to come over so late,” she said politely. Her anxiety was amping up from the testosterone in the apartment. “But I was wondering if Andy could talk for a minute,” she said to Win, and only Win.

  Win could see she had heard the fight and she was frightened of upsetting them further. “No problem, sweetheart,” Win said easily, looking back at Andy.

  “Just fucking great! We need to talk and he goes out the fucking door at her beck and call,” Rex hissed, and Win could see Andy stop and his shoulders tensing, possibly to beat the shit out of him again. But Tia also heard what Rex said, and Win saw her lip quiver.

  Andy grabbed the doorknob, slamming the door shut without looking back. South pushed Rex as soon as the door slammed. “That was fucking wrong and you know it!”

  “What? Damn you too!” Rex growled.

  “This is pointless,” Win told them. “Me and Andy made our decisions. We’re staying here, that’s it. End of story. In fact if you want to find new band members, then that’s fine. I plan on Ad and I going to get a place together, so there’ll be an extra room for whoever you get.”

  South’s arms were crossed over his chest as he stared at his best friend. “This is what you want? Are you sure—tell me now if you have any doubts?”

  Win’s hand ran through his hair; he looked at South and then to the door. “If there was one woman in the world who was worth it, it’s Addison. You and I both know that…don’t we.”

  South stood staring at him, then nodded, not saying another word. He turned and headed to his room and away from his friends. Rex threw up his hands. “What the fuck!” he called to South, then pulled the door open to leave and clear his mind, when he stumbled into Addison.

  She looked up at him, and he was about to make a nasty remark but stopped himself, knowing Win would really beat his ass for saying anything mean to her at all. Win wouldn’t only get a couple punches in like Andy did, so instead he just pushed past her.

  She looked through the door at Win, looking like she wasn’t sure she was welcome to come in now. But Win came over, taking her duffle off her arm, bringing his hand to her back and guiding her into his place. He wondered how one small female made his whole damn day seem that much better.

  “I think maybe I should go, Win,” she told him softly. “You guys seem to need to have a really big discussion about what happened in L.A.” She looked at South’s door, and the loud banging that was coming from it.

  “Ad, honey, we just did have the discussion. And a couple people didn’t like the way it went. One particular person blew a gasket when Andy and I told him what we wanted for our lives.” He chuckled, trying to pull her to his room.

  “Can I ask you a question?”
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  He stopped trying to get her to come with him and looked down at her. “What, angel?” he said, a little worried she was going to leave. “Does Rex love Margie, you think?” she asked softly, her big violet eyes staring up at him.

  Shit, he didn’t want to do this right now. He knew Rex had slept with one of those girls they met in Hollywood. There was no fucking way he was making Addison upset tonight. If he told her what really happened then she’d leave to go talk to her friend.

  He wanted her with him, in his bed, in his arms. The rest they could deal with later. “I couldn’t tell you what Rex is thinking right now. But if you want me to be honest with you.” She nodded. “Then I would tell her to stay away from him, because right now, I think she’ll just get hurt,” he told her, running his hand over her back for comfort.

  He started to lead her down the hall but she stopped once more. “One more question,” she whispered, not looking up at him.

  “Okay. What?” he said easily.

  “Should I stay away from you too?”

  He tensed as she asked him that. Instead of answering her, he led her down the hall, making her follow him into his room. Once the door was shut and she was securely where he wanted her to be, he pulled her into his arms.

  “Angel, why would you ask me that?”

  “I guess because I have a lot of baggage that comes with me. I don’t want you hating me, Winston.”

  He pulled back from her, taking her chin in his fingers. “Never, baby, never am I going to hate you.” He still saw the uncertainty in her eyes. “Remember what I said before I left?” She didn’t answer him and he sighed.

  “I told you that I wanted you and me to find a place together.” He pulled away from her, slipping his hands under her tank top and taking it off to throw it on the floor. “I think we better work on the sleeping arrangements, though. Why don’t we start tonight, then since I know you have tomorrow off, we go find our own little piece of heaven, together,” he told her, now unbuttoning her jeans.

  “Tia…” she whispered.

  “Don’t worry about her, angel. I can tell you Andy will soon be your brother-in-law.” He chuckled. “But I want our lives to be one. Then we’ll work on that ex-husband of yours to sign those divorce papers so I can marry you,” he told her softly.

  He was surprised that she didn’t have a smile on her face. Most women would, especially when their man tells them that he wants to be 100% committed. Hell, he proposed to her.

  “Win, I need to tell you something,” she said with a frown. But he didn’t want anything to ruin their night together. He took off his shirt and her eyes fell on his new piercing. “Oh, that is so not fair,” she whispered, looking at his naked chest. “Not only did you strip, now you’ve got another piercing, and I’ve got to tell you… I really like it,” she said softly in that rusty voice, starting to smile, and he instantly went hard.

  “I knew my angel liked all the naughty things,” he grinned, stripping off his jeans.

  She walked to him, unsnapping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. “You said you wanted to marry me,” she whispered in her deep bedroom voice.

  “Yeah, I did.” He smiled as her naked tits touched his chest, and his already hard cock became painful needing to be in her.

  “But I want to tell you what I want, then I want to know if you can live with that, if that’s something you want as well?” she whispered, kissing his new piercing, making his body shudder.

  “Tell me then,” he groaned, needing this conversation to be over sooner rather than later.

  She laid her head on his chest, petting his stomach and the trail of red hair under his belly button. “I want to be a doctor. I want to have my own practice. I want a basset hound named Tennessee.”

  “You know what you want, angel,” he chuckled and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

  “There’s one other thing I want, well, possibly three…”

  He laughed now when she didn’t continue. “Don’t leave a man hanging, Ad.”

  “I want a baby, and I want one soon.”

  He looked down at her and he could tell she was serious in what she was saying. “A baby? What about being a doctor?”

  “It will be hard, I’m not saying it won’t. And if I have to change my choice in the medical field, then that’s what I have to do, and I will. But I’m thirty now, and I want to be a mother. My mother was taken from me, and I would like to have a daughter of my own while I’m still young enough to enjoy her.” She looked up at him. “I never thought I would fall in love again, so I put aside any hope for having a child.”

  She looked back down, shaking her head, and started to pull away from him. “It’s stupid. I shouldn’t have said anything. I just didn’t want to keep anything a secret from you. This is what I want, and if this changes your mind on your career choice, I’ll accept that, Winston,” she told him lovingly, and he could tell she wouldn’t force the issue. She just wanted to be honest with him.

  He snatched her back into his arms. “I didn’t say it changed my mind, just caught me off guard is all.” He let her go, going down on his knees and slipping her panties off her, then he kissed her smooth flat stomach. “Hell, we didn’t use anything tonight, angel. You could already be carrying my baby.”

  She ran her fingers through his hair. “There’s more I need to tell you, Win, but right now I need you to make love to me,” she whispered.

  “That, angel, is something I can most definitely do for you,” he growled, and he picked her up in his arms and carried her to bed.

  Chapter 14

  After a night in Win’s arms, Addison was worried about the decision that the group had made the night before. She needed to see if Tia had talked to Andy, and what his decision was, and she was going to have to talk to Win. He was right; they didn’t use any protection last night…at all. What if she was pregnant now and Winston didn’t want to go with her?

  Loud banging was coming through the front room as someone pounded on the door. Win stirred under Addison’s cheek as she lay on his chest, entwining him in her arms. His hand caressed her back as the banging started to wake him up. The banging then stopped, but only for a minute before it became even louder. “Who the hell is at the door?” he said sleepily.

  He was going to get out of bed when his bedroom door burst open to reveal Lynn, who was so pissed she looked about ready to lose her mind. “Mindy took the van, Ad! Son of a bitch! She took the motherfucking van!” she yelled.

  Addison sat up, holding the sheet to cover her chest as Tia came walking in and sat on the bed next to her, looking perplexed. “Why would she just take the van without talking to us? I don’t understand what she was thinking…and how are we going to get around now?” she asked her sister.

  South was standing now at the door; he apparently was the one who let the girls in. He looked over at Addison, and she could tell that wasn’t going to fly with Win.

  “All right ladies, give us a minute to put some damn clothes on and then we can talk. And South, if you don’t get your fucking eyes off my girl you’re going to lose them,” Win barked out hoarsely.

  South smiled and let his eyes travel over her messy appearance one last time, before turning and walking out to the front room. Lynn looked over at Win with her hands on her hips, shook her head, and followed after South. Tia on the other hand looked quickly at Win, blushing a deep crimson red. “Sorry!” she told him, scurrying away from Addison on the bed. She quickly ran out the door, and shut it behind her.

  Win looked at her, but she just took a deep breath, knowing all the shit that was going to be coming out…and this was the true test. Climbing over Win to get dressed, she didn’t make it that far. He pulled her naked body to his chest, kissing her thoroughly, grabbing her ass and rubbing his needy morning erection on her. He moaned when she broke free of their kiss and wiggled from his grasp, going to the duffle she’d brought for some fresh clothes.

  He didn’t move, just watched her slip a p
air of panties on, then reach back into the duffle, grabbing a bra and latching into place. She turned to see him smile as he watched her dress. “Hey, you know what’s going on?” he asked her.

  “Yeah,” she said, slipping on her tank top and grabbing a pair of sweats.

  “You want to clue me in?” His smile faded, as her answer looked to have started to worry him.

  “I think you’ll have all the answers when we go out to talk to everyone.”

  Win got out of bed and slipped on a pair of his boxers, then made his way to her. “You know why she took your van?”

  “Yes,” she told him, completely dressed and at the bedroom door. She stood there waiting for Win to get his clothes on.

  “There’s more to this, isn’t there?” he said, grabbing up his jeans from last night and putting them on.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  When they went to the front room Addison looked for Margie. “What’s happened to Marge?”

  “She ran into Rex, and the two of them started to hash it out…big time,” Lynn told her, and that was all Addison had to know to understand what Win said last night.

  The front door opened and Andy walked in, looking a little disheveled and worried. “Um, maybe one of you should go get Margie. Rex is trying to tell her he’s sorry, but I think she’s really pissed.” He looked over at South. “I said something to him about when we were in L.A., not realizing she was walking behind us. Well, neither of us noticed, and she overheard.”

  Lynn looked over at Addison, then got up from the couch, shaking her head disgustedly. “I’ll go get her. Addison, you need to tell Win what’s going on.” She headed for the door, mumbling loudly. “And people wonder why I quit dating men and switched to women!” she grumped, slamming the door behind her.

  Win’s head turned quickly to her, and she started to squirm under his stare. “Well, first things first. Tia, did you talk to Andy about what was going on and what we wanted to do?” she asked.