Page 27 of The Rocker

“That we are.” He paused for a long moment. “Does your mood have anything to do with Pen being back?”

I kept my focus on the same sentence I’d been reading for at least the last thirty minutes and pretended like I wasn’t listening to every word they spoke.

“Sure, I’m happy she’s back. Aren’t we all? But she’s not the reason why I’m in a good mood.”

“Well, are you going to share with the class why?” Kenton yelled from across from me.

“No real reason. Does there have to be a reason why I’m in a good mood?”

“Not all, but you’re not usually… chipper.”

“I have a good feeling about tonight’s show. Plus, we get to sleep in real beds tonight. Aren’t you happy to spend a night off the bus?”

“Fuck man, I can’t wait to take a long shower and not get bitched out about using all the hot water,” Kenton moaned as if imagining already being in the shower.

“Fuck a shower. I’m going to take a nice hot bubble bath. Preferably with at least a couple of women in it.” A wicked grin spread across Cross’s face.

“Yo, who said the tub was going to be big enough for one of us, let alone with multiple people?” Greer asked, annoyed. Or at least it sounded more annoyed than usual. It was difficult with him. I gave up on being friends with Greer.

I could feel all their eyes turned to me.

Kenton slid in beside me and tugged me to his side. “Pen, do you know what type of rooms we’re getting?”

I grinned and pushed myself away. “I do, but I’m not going to tell you. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

Cross moved in front of me and got down on his knees. “At least give me an idea how many girls I should bring back to my room.”

“Oh, my God, I want no part in your orgy. I don’t remember looking at the bathtubs, but just to be safe, why don’t you only bring back one girl.” I paused, wondering if I should say what I was going to say next, but decided I would. It was my job to look out for them. “Don’t have any girls spend the night. I know how that sounds, but you don’t want them to feel special and get attached unless you’re feeling the same.”

“Oh,” Cross jumped up and backed up until he fell back onto the couch directly across from me. “Trust me; I’m not looking for anything long-term. That screams disaster from a mile away.” He took in a shuddering breath. “What if I need help kicking a girl out? Can I come to you to get them ushered away safely?”

“Don’t be a fool,” Walker growled out. “Pen isn’t here to get you laid or to help you kick girls out of your bed. If you’re going to stick your dick into anyone, you should have the balls to tell them to leave.”

My thoughts exactly, but I wasn’t going to express that with Walker in the room. I was even more annoyed with his happy mood. Did he enjoy knowing I saw him with those other girls, and it bothered me? If that was the case, then he could go fuck himself. I wasn’t going to be helping any of them get their dicks wet.

“Ah, really? What if she’s a stage five clinger?”

Setting down my Kindle, I blew out an irritated breath through my nose. “If you’re so worried about it, then you need to do better at picking women. But if you need help, I’ll kick their ass to the curb. It will be a one-time thing, and then there will be no more girls for any of you.”

Let’s see how they liked that prospect.

“If you need help, come get me. I’ll happily end whoever’s night of fun,” Greer joined in.

“Well, thanks for that, mate,” Cross said in a horrible Australian accent.

“Just don’t be stupid. I know you’re all young and like having fun, but make sure you’re wrapping it up. You don’t want to end your career because you got a disease from some groupie.” I hated what I was about to say, but it needed to be said. “I’ll stop by the pharmacy and make sure your rooms are stocked with condoms. When you run out, let me know, and I’ll get you more. Deal?”

“Deal,” Kenton, Cross said in unison. It didn’t go unnoticed that Walker didn’t agree, but the guys didn’t seem to care. They were too busy dreaming up fantasy girls to fuck that night and the nights to come.

CHAPTERFOURTEEN

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After givingmyself an orgasm with the showerhead in my hotel bathroom that was nowhere near as fulfilling as the ones Walker gave, I landed on the bed and snuggled into the thick down comforter, and promptly fell asleep with Walker taking up every square inch of the space in my head.

I dreamt of him, and they were good dreams too. Dreams of him using his hands and tongue on me to bring me to release. Not of him having sex with every girl he came into contact with, which would have helped me get over him that much faster.

My phone rang, waking me up. For a second, I didn’t remember where I was. I’d been in Spain only days ago, then on the bus, and now the hotel. I patted around on the bed for my phone, and when I finally found it underneath my pillow, I checked the time to see it was three in the morning, and Walker was calling me. If he was calling to get some girl out of his room, I was going to strangle him to death.

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