Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

I shake my head. "It's more than that."

"Is it?"

"Yeah. You have sad, pretty eyes."

He chuckles. "Sad, pretty eyes?"

"You do. Like Idris Elba."

He chuckles. "Idris Elba?"

"Or John Legend."

He cocks a brow.

"Did you ever try watching Gilmore Girls?"

"Not my kind of show."

"Jess, the bad boy Rory dates. You have the same beautiful, but troubled dark features."

"Like Idris Elba." He laughs. "I guess that's a compliment." He slides his arms around me and pulls me closer. "What does that do for me, the sad, pretty eyes?"

"This sounds harsh."

"Tell me anyway."

"You seem broken." I lean into his chest. "In this way that can be fixed by someone loving you enough."

"You think that?"

"I don't know." I turn so we're eye to eye. "Have other women?"

"Maybe. I never stopped to get into their intentions. Sex was just another way to numb everything else." He looks away. "Wasn't good to women when I was using. I'd throw them out if they were in the way of my next high."

"Kick them out of your room?"

He nods. "Or out of a party. Or call in a friend who was still in the mood to party."

"You'd invite someone to take sloppy seconds?"

"Some women want to go all fucking night. Especially the ones who only care that I'm famous. To them, I'm interchangeable with any other famous guy. They don't know shit about me."

"I get that. I've had a hard time making friends since Mal and Ethan become famous."

"You're the girl with the famous brothers."

I nod.

"So you hang with me because you don't have better options?"

I laugh. "It's because you're hot." I lean in to kiss him. "And sweet. And funny. And... because I trust you... I trust you to take care of me. Not just sex, but everything."

Chapter 22

Piper

I wake to a noise downstairs. The door is opening. And there are voices.