Dangerous Kiss (Dangerous Noise 1)

Joel shrugs. "You're not my type."

"You have a type?" I ask.

"News to me," Mal says.

"Me too," Ethan says.

"You want to chime in with your thoughts, Rhythmic One?" Joel shoots Kit a knowing look.

Kit shakes his head. "Did you just ask Violet if she sucks Ethan off?"

"Didn't use those words," Joel says.

Again, Kit shakes his head.

"What?" Joel shrugs. "What's the big deal?"

Kit laughs.

Then Mal.

Fuck, even I laugh. Ethan's eyes catch mine. He raises his brows like we're sharing a secret. I'm not sure what the secret is, but I like sharing it with Ethan.

He leans in to whisper. "You want to answer this one?"

I shake my head. "Let him wonder." My cheeks are still at my ears. I have to admit, I love being part of the band family. They can be intense, moody, or bossy and annoying and insensitive a la Malcolm Strong, but they mean well, and they're fun.

"Shit, this must be juicy with the way they're whispering," Joel says.

Mal shoots Joel a cut it out look. "You're on your own if Ethan hits you."

"He's the guitarist," Joel says.

"Got two days till our next show," Mal says. "And Drew owes him one. Bet he'd fill in for Ethan, especially if Ethan punched you for pissing off his girl. Drew understands that kind of thing."

Joel folds his arms. "She's not his girl. They're having fun. They practically wrote it on their foreheads."

"What do you say?" Ethan takes my hand and rubs the space between my thumb and my forefinger. "Want me to kick Joel's ass?"

"Maybe later." I take a long sip of my tea. The beverage is hot, but that's not why I feel warm all over. I want Ethan protecting me. I want Ethan defending my honor, even playfully. That's no good. Need to focus again. I look back to my textbook. "I appreciate the concern about whether or not I'm getting enough cock in my mouth, but I have to work. It's something people who aren't rock stars have to do. I… Well, I don't want to ruin the surprise."

Joel shakes his head with mock outrage. "That hurts me, Valentine. You think I don't work hard?" He pulls his t-shirt up enough to show off his defined abs. "You think this body comes easy?"

"I try not to think about your body coming," I say.

"I can offer some vivid details if that will help," Joel teases.

"Shit, I might punch you at this rate." Mal shakes his head.

Ethan laughs. "Watch yourself, Drummer Boy."

Joel shrugs. "Everybody knows guitarists hit for shit."

"Sure, but Violet does karate. She can kick your ass." Ethan nudges me playfully.

I nod. "I have a purple belt."

Joel takes a step backwards. "Violet doing karate. Now that is scary." He winks at me.