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CHAPTER Six
I step out of the room and can hear the shower going in the bathroom where I know Kitty is. Three pairs of eyes are narrowed on me. It doesn’t help that I am shirtless, wearing just my boxers and a pair of jeans. I blowout a deep breath, I know what this looks like to everyone. It looks like what Kitty thought when she woke up. Oh God, if I had tried something like that with her last night while she was totally wasted I would have been the jerk to end all jerks.
I can’t lie to any of the guys sitting before me and say that I didn’t want to put my hands all over Kitty last night. I came pretty close to having my mouth on her, but things didn’t go the way I would have liked. Technically, I haven’t broken any rules.
“Dude, please tell me you didn’t,” Mitch almost growls at me. I am really shocked. Mitch never gets upset; at least he never shows it.
“No, we didn’t. She passed out first and I passed out right after she did. Crush close your mouth, bro, you were here with us all night. You should know better,” I hiss.
“Yeah, well I thought you would sleep out here and give her your bed, not sleep with her,” Crush says and narrows his eyes at me. “She’s not a groupie, Rage. I don’t want to see her hurt.”
“I’m not looking to hurt her,” I growl back.
“Well what are you looking to do,” Mitch asks with a raised brow. “Last time I checked she was off limits to everyone, including you.”
I sigh in frustration and run a hand through my hair before answering. Sleep drops the controller in his hand and puffs out a breath of air, shaking his head. “This is not good, Rage,” Sleep mutters.
“We agreed that for the band we would not go there, but all you do is spend time with her. Dude, I haven’t seen you bag a chick in weeks because you’re always following Kitty around like a sick puppy. Yeah, Kitty is gorgeous, we all can see that and for you she is different. Something exotic. I get that, but dude don’t do this to us. Don’t experiment with our future,” Mitch pleads.
My body is humming with frustration. Kitty is not an experiment to me, but how do I tell that to these guys without sounding like a girl. However, I do know this is my band, my brothers. They know all my secrets and have been through so much with me. Things we haven’t yet shared with Kitty because she has to put in her band dues. My head starts to hurt as I think of my dad and his ultimatum. If there were no Kitty there would still be True Life. We would never give up on each other.
I feel my stomach roll because I know this is going to hurt me. I never knew what was missing until Kitty walked into my life. Now, I don’t think my world will be right if I have to give up what we have. She was responding to me last night and this morning things were just so easy between us given the circumstances.
“Listen Nolan,” oh great, Mitch is using my real name.
Kitty and I are done. He means business and as my second in command in the band I’m toast. “No more, she is off limits. The alone time you two have been having has to end. The flirting stops, no more taking her home unless we’re in a group. You get to rehearsal when everyone else is there and you leave with everyone else. As of right now Kitty is one of the guys.”
“What if we want to write a song together,” I ask smugly.
“You two will not be writing anything together until we can be sure things are back under control,” Mitch hisses.
“Fine, but I just need one more day. Dude, you know me. I haven’t wanted to do anything for a chick ever. I have something I want to do for her and it’s her birthday. Give me this,” I plead with my band.
“I really don’t think that’s a good idea,” Sleep says. “If she likes you Rage this is going to get worse not better when you back away.”
“I need to do this. I will consider what you are asking me to do. I won’t hurt her,” I