“That was before.” Now my girl seemed a little bit fragile, and I didn’t know how to keep her from falling apart if she couldn’t tell me what was wrong.
I would take care of her for the rest of my life, and I had to trust her to trust me.
Chapter 6
Lucy
Marcus pulled up in front of First Bass and handed the keys of my Range Rover to the valet who opened his door. Stepping out, Marcus opened the back door and offered me his hand to assist me out. On the other side of the vehicle, one of the doormen had moved to do the same for Kin.
As soon as my feet touched the ground, I heard a shout from the paps who basically lived on the other side of the street from the club, and I mentally cringed. First Bass was the hottest club in the city, and the VIP list every night was enough to keep every single pap over there fed and clothed for life. Several shouted my name as I walked with Marcus around the back of the Range Rover, but I kept my eyes turned forward and my head held high. Ignoring them wouldn’t make them go away, but I’d be damned if I offered up so much as a smile for those bastards.
“Lucy!”
“Over here, Lucy!”
“Lucy, where did you get your purse?”
“Lucy, is it true your dad is leaving the band?”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at that last shouted question. I got asked at least once a month if Dad was breaking away from Demon’s Wings. There had never been any reason to ask, because the world knew how strong a relationship Jesse Thornton had with his three other bandbrothers, but those fuckheads loved to stir up trouble any way they could.
Kin was waiting for me on the sidewalk, ignoring the calls as much as I was. Since she was the estranged daughter of a famous director with enough family drama to fill six tell-all books, the kind of cash someone could get for legit weekly news about Kin could have easily sent those paps’ kids to college.
“I’m exhausted,” I grumbled as the doorman let us inside. “I just want to go home and go to bed.”
“You and me both, babe. Hey, Tiny,” she greeted as we reached the stairs that led to the VIP floor. “Our guys upstairs?”
The dark and delicious head of security flashed us a brilliantly white smile. “Yes, ma’am. They went up about half an hour ago.”
“Great. Anyone else come in?” I asked, linking my arm through Kin’s.
“Mr. Sinclair came in earlier, but he isn’t upstairs. Would you like me to have someone ask him to join you?”
Kin made a face, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “No, I think we’ll let Sin have his own fun. Thanks, Tiny.”
He inclined his head as he stepped out of the way. “Anytime, Miss Thornton.”
“Sin is always here on Thursday nights,” Kin muttered as we climbed the stairs. “He’s obsessed.”
“Maybe, maybe not. I’m pretty sure it’s none of our business.” We reached the top of the stairs with Marcus right behind us, and I turned in the direction of the back corner where we normally sat together. As I had expected, Harris was already sitting in one of two chairs, with Jace spread out on the long leather couch across from him.
What was unexpected were the four chicks standing over them, flirting like their rent was due. Dressed in skirts that barely covered their asses and tops that would have been better suited for a hooker, these chicks were obviously new to the VIP floor. How they had gotten upstairs was beyond me, but now that they were, they were probably on the prowl for a rich boyfriend.
Kin spotted them and laughed. “Jace looks bored.”
“Harris too,” I sighed. “Should we save them?”
“I don’t know. I’m still a little pissed that Jace is going golfing and not coming to the bridal shower.”
I rolled my eyes. “No, you’re not. If anything, you want him to make Gray not come too.”
“I can be pissed and relieved all at the same time,” she countered with a wink. “I do it all the time.”
As if he could feel my gaze on him, Harris turned his head, and our gazes locked. The events of the day seemed to melt away at the sight of those aquamarine eyes, and suddenly my exhaustion was gone. Feeling rejuvenated, I practically skipped across the space that separated us and threw myself down onto his lap.
His arms came around me as I cuddled into him. “Hey, sweetness.” He pressed his lips to my temple. “Mmm, fuck, I missed you.”
I snuggled in closer and heard a huff from above. Lifting my eyes, I found the four chicks glowering down at me. “Get lost, skanks,” I growled. “He’s not interested.”