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Authors: Kathy-Jo Reinhart
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knows damn well what she does to me. I have never wanted off this stage so badly in my whole life. We were great together six years ago, but it's different this time around. Everything seems stronger, more intense.
Paul nudges my shoulder and tilts his head to the door. Fuck, just what I need. Walking through the door are Beau Hartly and his buddies. Amber was friendly with him in high school and hung out with him a couple times, but there was never anything to it, as far as she was concerned. He thought they were dating. When we decided to become more than friends, he claimed that I stole her from him. Beau also blames me for his marriage falling apart. He and his wife obviously had problems to begin with or else she wouldn't have been picking up guys in bars, but that's beside the point. He hates me now. If I know Beau, he is going to cause as much shit as possible with Amber and me. I just hope she doesn't fall for his pretty-boy bullshit. And, of course he spots her right away and sits at one of her tables. Luckily, we only have one more song. Amber just spotted Beau and she doesn't look too happy to see him. I told her all about the shit with Darcie and Beau so she wouldn't end up blindsided by one of them.
As soon as we finish, I head straight to his table. "Beau ... haven't seen you in here for a while." By the shit-eating grin on his face, I know that he is here to make trouble. I look over my shoulder toward the bar. Luckily, Paul and the boys could sense it, too. They are ready and waiting.
"I heard Amber is back in town," he said as he glanced in her direction. Something flares inside of me. Driving my fist into his face suddenly sounds more than appealing. I don't want him anywhere near her. Just the sound of her name leaving his lips enrages me. "I thought I would come down here and see if there was still that old spark between us." I start to grab his sorry ass, but I feel Amber's hand on my back.
She whispers in my ear, "Calm down, baby ... I got this." She moves in front of me. "Beau, looks like things haven't changed much since I left. You two still can't get along." I don’t like the way his slimy eyes are fixated on my girl.
"It's not easy to get along with a guy who first steals your girlfriend, then your wife." He gives me a smug smile like he just won a fucking prize.
"Well, I don't know about the wife part, but I was never your girlfriend, Beau, so he didn't steal me from you." He flinches, but ignores what she said.
“I came home one night after work to find Kyle in my bed fucking my wife." He thinks he's shocked her with this. She gives him a sympathetic look and shakes her head.
"Beau, sounds like you married quite the tramp. Now, if you boys would like a drink I will get ya one, but if you are just in here to make trouble, you can go. What will it be?" Beau stands up and glares at us both for a second, then storms out with his buddies trying to hide their laughter behind him. I look over at the bar. Paul, Angel, Marcus, and Holly are laughing their asses off.
"Princess, just when I thought there was no way you could turn me on any more, you go and put that asshole in his place." I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close to my chest.
"What are the chances the boss will let us get out of here early tonight?" She smiles up at me.
"Why, Princess, what's the rush?" She pulls me down so she can whisper in my ear. "Because I need you to take me home, get me naked, and get inside me." She didn't need to say anything else. I picked her up over my shoulder as I walked by everyone at the bar.
“We are taking off a little early. See y’all later," I say, hearing their catcalls and laughter as I head out the door.
D URING THE ride from the bar to my house, we don’t speak. Instead, we steal glances at each other. My pulse is racing, my hands are clammy, and there is a fluttering in my stomach. I don't know why I am nervous. It's not like we have never been together before.
Paul nudges my shoulder and tilts his head to the door. Fuck, just what I need. Walking through the door are Beau Hartly and his buddies. Amber was friendly with him in high school and hung out with him a couple times, but there was never anything to it, as far as she was concerned. He thought they were dating. When we decided to become more than friends, he claimed that I stole her from him. Beau also blames me for his marriage falling apart. He and his wife obviously had problems to begin with or else she wouldn't have been picking up guys in bars, but that's beside the point. He hates me now. If I know Beau, he is going to cause as much shit as possible with Amber and me. I just hope she doesn't fall for his pretty-boy bullshit. And, of course he spots her right away and sits at one of her tables. Luckily, we only have one more song. Amber just spotted Beau and she doesn't look too happy to see him. I told her all about the shit with Darcie and Beau so she wouldn't end up blindsided by one of them.
As soon as we finish, I head straight to his table. "Beau ... haven't seen you in here for a while." By the shit-eating grin on his face, I know that he is here to make trouble. I look over my shoulder toward the bar. Luckily, Paul and the boys could sense it, too. They are ready and waiting.
"I heard Amber is back in town," he said as he glanced in her direction. Something flares inside of me. Driving my fist into his face suddenly sounds more than appealing. I don't want him anywhere near her. Just the sound of her name leaving his lips enrages me. "I thought I would come down here and see if there was still that old spark between us." I start to grab his sorry ass, but I feel Amber's hand on my back.
She whispers in my ear, "Calm down, baby ... I got this." She moves in front of me. "Beau, looks like things haven't changed much since I left. You two still can't get along." I don’t like the way his slimy eyes are fixated on my girl.
"It's not easy to get along with a guy who first steals your girlfriend, then your wife." He gives me a smug smile like he just won a fucking prize.
"Well, I don't know about the wife part, but I was never your girlfriend, Beau, so he didn't steal me from you." He flinches, but ignores what she said.
“I came home one night after work to find Kyle in my bed fucking my wife." He thinks he's shocked her with this. She gives him a sympathetic look and shakes her head.
"Beau, sounds like you married quite the tramp. Now, if you boys would like a drink I will get ya one, but if you are just in here to make trouble, you can go. What will it be?" Beau stands up and glares at us both for a second, then storms out with his buddies trying to hide their laughter behind him. I look over at the bar. Paul, Angel, Marcus, and Holly are laughing their asses off.
"Princess, just when I thought there was no way you could turn me on any more, you go and put that asshole in his place." I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close to my chest.
"What are the chances the boss will let us get out of here early tonight?" She smiles up at me.
"Why, Princess, what's the rush?" She pulls me down so she can whisper in my ear. "Because I need you to take me home, get me naked, and get inside me." She didn't need to say anything else. I picked her up over my shoulder as I walked by everyone at the bar.
“We are taking off a little early. See y’all later," I say, hearing their catcalls and laughter as I head out the door.
D URING THE ride from the bar to my house, we don’t speak. Instead, we steal glances at each other. My pulse is racing, my hands are clammy, and there is a fluttering in my stomach. I don't know why I am nervous. It's not like we have never been together before.
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