Free Music of the Heart by Katie Ashley Page B

knowingly and willingly got it up for a virgin , or should I continue?”
    Although my dick would have enjoyed her continuing the half-hearted attempt at a lap dance, I
    shook my head. “Okay, Angel, you win.”
    As AJ and Rhys clapped and cat-called, Abby started to slide off my lap. When she did, I grabbed
    her arm and spun her around to where she was straddling me again, but this time we were face to
    face. A startled look flashed in her dark blue eyes. I leaned in closer to her. My breath tickled her
    earlobe, and she shivered. “So you got me all hot and bothered. Art thou now to leave me so
    unsatisfied?”
    Her chest rose and fell in heavy pants. “You’re quoting Romeo and Juliet ?”
    “Why do you act so surprised?”
    “You didn’t strike me much as the kind of guy who liked to read, least of all Shakespeare.”
    “I’m full of surprises, Angel.” My hands gripped her hips tighter. “Just get to know me a little
    better.”
    Abby rolled her eyes. “Did you seriously just use a bad pick-up line on me?”
    “Who says it was a line? Maybe I do want you to get to know me better.” When she quirked her
    eyebrows, I laughed. “And not just in the biblical sense.”
    “With everything you know about me and not having sex, you still want to get to know me?”
    For reasons I didn’t begin to understand, I nodded. “Yeah, I do.”
    She stared at me like she expected any minute for me to go, “Gotcha! Just kidding!” But when I
    didn’t, a slow smile spread on her face.
    “Okay, I can try to let you get to know me.” She nibbled her bottom lip, which did nothing for my
    hard-on. “And I might as well give you a try, too.”
    “Good. I’m glad to hear it.” I shifted in my chair. “Would you like to get off my lap now? Your
    little performance has left me needing another bathroom break.”
    Her cheeks flushed when she thought she got my meaning. “Not very gentlemanly to admit that to
    me.”
    I laughed. “I’m talking about dousing some cold water on it, Angel. Give me a little credit not to go
    jerk-off in some diner bathroom.”
    Now the pink tinge in her cheeks spread to her neck. “Oh, uh, okay.” She quickly hopped off my
    lap, and without another look at me, eased back down in her chair. Winking at the guys, I said, “I’ll be
    right back.” I tossed my phone to AJ. “Go ahead and text Frank that we’re ready and settle the check.”
    “Will do,” AJ replied.
    I had almost reached the bathroom when someone grabbed the back of my shirt and jerked me hard.
    “The fuck?” I cried, stumbling backward as I was pulled into a darkened room and the door slammed
    shut. “Um, what the hell?”
    The light flashed on to reveal a grinning Billie Jean. As she leaned back against the door, I heard
    the distinct click of the lock. She then stepped forward. “I didn’t recognize you at first, but now I
    know who you are.”
    I quirked my brows at her. “And who is that?”
    “Jake Slater of Runaway Train.”
    “Yep, that’s me.”
    Her gaze left mine to take in the half-mast bulge in my pants. “Looks like you have a little
    problem.” She laughed. “I guess I should say a big problem.” Her eyes, filled with desire, met mine.
    “I’d give anything to take care of that for you.”
    Oh shit. This was so not happening. How was it possible I had a hot babe wanting to screw me not
    ten feet away from the virgin I’d just asked to give me a chance to be a gentleman? This was all
    shades of fucked up. As the room closed around me, I knew I needed to get out fast.
    When I started for the door, Billie Jean sidestepped me. “Please?”
    My cock twitched at her persistence. It had obviously had enough teasing for one evening. Trying
    to clear my mind, I shook my head. “Yeah, well, my ride is coming in about two minutes, so I don’t
    have time to fuck you.”
    Her fingers came to the zipper of my jeans. I shuddered as she took my erection in her hand. “I’d
    be happy just being able to