Page 28 of Worship Me (Men of Inked 7)
“Yep, bitches. It is.”
I sat back, watching them eye-fuck Cypress and completely forget about the girl on his arm.
“God, he’s even better looking in person.” Mia lifted her glass to her forehead, feeling the heat but not from the sun. “I couldn’t handle all that.”
“I’d sure as fuck try,” Max said quickly. “Hell, maybe I’d let him do my ass too.”
Suzy snorted, and a little bit of her drink dribbled down her chin. “Shit. I’m going to look a mess when I meet him.” She dabbed at the spots on her tank top and growled.
“What about your husbands?” I asked, crossing my arms in front of my chest, filled with satisfaction.
“They’re fine.” Max pointed behind her. “They’re over there.”
“Why didn’t you tell us she was dating Cypress McDermot?”
I cackled. “Because I couldn’t miss seeing your sour pusses when you realized what idiots you’ve been.”
“We’re not idiots. We’re careful.” Mia shot me a shut the fuck up look.
“You really think Kat wants a guy in his forties with a wife and a gaggle of kids running around?”
“Hell, right now, I don’t even want that when he’s this close.” Max waved her hand in front of her face, fanning herself. “He’s ju
st so…”
“Yeah,” Suzy sighed. “All that.”
“What’s everyone looking at?” Anthony asked, coming up behind Max and following her line of sight.
“Max said she’d give you anal, Anth.” I laughed, and Max shot me daggers.
“Holy shit. Is that the dude from…” Anthony snapped his fingers together and closed his eyes in deep thought.
“Yep. He’s the lead singer of Wicked Innocence.”
“Dumbest name ever,” Anthony mumbled.
“Doesn’t matter. They made it. They could be called Wicked Shit as long as people are buying,” I told him because he was just jealous he had never made it to the same level as Cypress, even though he’d tried like hell.
“He’s coming,” Max said. “How do I look?” She glanced up at Anthony.
He rolled his eyes. “Lookin’ like you owe me some ass with this display you’re putting on.”
Max growled and turned back around just as Cypress and Kat came to a stop in front of our table. Cypress smiled, his dreamy signature smile. The bedroom eyes with their emerald green flare weren’t believable unless I saw them in person. Now that I had, I was a bit awestruck.
Kat placed her hand on Cypress’s, which was resting on her shoulder. “Cy, this is Izzy. The one I was telling you about.”
Cy—yeah, I’m on a first-name basis now—looked every bit the rocker with his torn jeans, black boots, and band T-shirt. He extended his hand to me and said, “Hey, Izzy. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”
I chuckled like a complete idiot. “The pleasure is mine,” I said, sliding my hand into his palm and thinking if I were twenty years younger… But then James wouldn’t be around and neither would my three adorable and rambunctious little boys.
“Cy flew in this morning because he wanted to meet the crew.”
Max lifted her hand, wanting and needing attention. “I’m Max.”
Anthony shoved his hand over Max’s head before Cypress had a chance to take it. “I’m Anthony, Max’s husband and part owner of Inked.”
“Right…” Cypress said with a smile. “Kat told me you used to have a band.”
“I did. We were quite successful in the area. Never had your kind of fame, but then again, I fell in love with this one.” His eyes dipped to Max. “And decided I’d settle down first.”
I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. He’d never had Cypress’s kind of fame because although Anthony had an amazing voice, the rest of the band sucked sweaty balls. Meeting Max and settling down just gave him a reason to leave the band without feeling like an asshole.
“Smart move, man. Touring is the worst.” Cypress frowned. “I’ve never felt so tired in my life.”
Mia pulled out the chair next to her and smiled up at Cypress. “Why don’t you sit down?”
The behavior of my sisters-in-law would be almost appalling if it weren’t so obvious and downright funny. They could’ve almost mothered this man, yet their cougar sides came out and they wanted to climb him like a tree.
“Yo, Mike and Joe. Come over here,” I yelled toward the guys.
“There goes the party,” Suzy mumbled, to which Angel smacked her.
“Hey, you work in an office filled with hotness,” Suzy snapped back.
Joe and Mike stalked over and said hello to Kat and shook her boyfriend’s hand.
“What’s up?” Joe said to him, playing it cool.
“Yo,” Mike said, in typical Mike fashion.
“Do you know who that is?” Suzy said, trying to whisper but failing.
“No.” Joe looked confused as his eyes scanned Cypress. “Kat’s guy. I saw a photo in the shop.” He shrugged.
“He’s Cypress.”
“Okay,” Joe laughed. “Hi, Cypress.”
“You’re impossible.” Suzy rolled her eyes. “You know, from Wicked Innocence.”
“Is that a store?” Joe asked Suzy with a straight face.
“Dude.” Mike hit Joe in the stomach with the back of his hand. “You know, that band. We hear them all the time on the radio at the shop.”
“Kinda,” Joe muttered. “Cool, man. Congrats.”
“Wait a second.” Cypress raked his hands through his hair, looking as impressed as we did with him. “Are you Iceman?”
Mike’s face transformed with a huge smile. “I was.”
“Fuck,” Cypress said, looking down at Kat. “I saw this guy fight when I was a kid. He’s a beast, baby. I can’t believe you’re working with him now.”
Kat shrugged, probably not giving a fuck about fighting just like the rest of us. “That’s cool.”
