The desire to put this damn kid in fucking time out made my palms and my cock twitch.
And then he had the balls to get inmyspace?
Oh, hell fucking no.
If anything, Dare’s attitude should piss me off, and to be fair, it does.
But it also is so fucking tempting.
I bet he’d submit beautifully under my hand...
What the fuck?Where did that come from?
I shove off the wildly inappropriate thoughts.
Maybe I’m just out of it because I had a rough night.
After all, I was up on and off because I just couldn’t get comfortable.
And then Dare had to nearly knock me over and act like a shy, sweet little thing, pulling me in with big puppy dog eyes, only to lash out and bite me.
And the most annoying part of all of that is that I ate it up like fucking candy.
Yeah, clearly a lack of sleep is throwing me off my game.
I open the door to the studio, deciding to leave Dare Wylde and hisHeart Killerbuddies to their own devices and instead focus on the main goal; the damn show.
Hailee is perched on a chair in the corner, scrolling on her phone absentmindedly.She barely gives me a nod as I walk in.
“Come on, let’s get this shit going,” I bite.
Hailee rolls her eyes.“You’re in a mood today,” she replies.
“If it matters, I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep last night, and then I ran into that stupid kid...”
Hailee sets her phone down as she heads for her spot behind her keyboard.“What kid?”
I grab my guitar, slinging the strap over my shoulder.“Fucking Dare Wylde.”
Hailee raises an eyebrow.“Richie’s brother?”
It’s my turn to look at her with surprise.“Yeah, you know them?”
Something shifts in her eyes, but I don’t have a moment to grasp it as she tunes her keyboard.
“I mean, sort of.I’ve seen them at events and stuff, but I don’t, like, know them know them, ya know,” she says carefully.
“But from what I’ve seen...they both seem...nice.Fun.Not completely ruined by fame, yet.”
I strum the strings on my guitar, making sure to tune my instrument properly just as Helena Howler, our current manager, walks in.
Since Drew Axel ofAxe 2 Grindis on a hiatus or whatever, and our regular manager, Bridget, is out on maternity leave, Howler offered to step in for the duration of thePillars of Rocktour.
“They are children, Hailee.Stupid kids who don’t know what the fuck they are doing.They’re an accident waiting to happen.”
Hailee shakes her head.“Richie is twenty-six and Dare is twenty-three, so I’m pretty sure that makes them adults,” she defends, which only irritates my nerves more.
Why is she sticking up for them?