Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment as I nodded. “Yeah, my mom has a thing about fairy tale princesses. Since our dad pretty much lives to indulge her, us girls ended up with names that sound like we should be starring in the next Disney movie.”
His thumb slid against my palm, sending shivers down my spine. “If she’s as beautiful as you, I can understand why your father likes to give her what she wants.”
With his deep voice, it sounded incredibly dirty. My cheeks felt like they were on fire as I imagined him giving me what I’d want if we were naked and alone. As if he knew what I was thinking, his eyes flared with masculine interest.
“Do I need to repeat myself? A-fucking-gain?” my brother muttered. “Keep your grubby hands off my sisters.”
Griffith glanced down to where his fingers were still wrapped around mine and reluctantly let go. “Grubby? I have a million-dollar insurance policy on these hands.”
I appreciated Griffith’s attempt to use humor to diffuse the situation with Knox, but my big brother wasn’t one to let go of things when it came to his baby sisters. “Yeah, and it’d be a damn shame for your insurance company if I had to break your fingers because you can’t keep them to yourself.”
“Knox, stop. Please.”
Understanding how embarrassed I was, Aurora elbowed him in the side to emphasize my whispered plea. Then Ariel backed me up by adding, “You’re being way uncool, Bro. Even more than usual. How about you bring the macho level down a few notches before you ruin our night out?”
“I’m not trying to ruin anything,” Knox huffed.
“Maybe we all need to cut him some slack,” Griffith suggested. The four of us turned to him in surprise. “I bet he’s just jealous of his sisters since your mom didn’t love him enough to give him a princely name.”
“Holy crap! You’re right,” Aurora gasped, narrowing her eyes at Knox. “It explains so much.”
“Yeah, like the big ole stick he’s got shoved up his butt when it comes to us,” Ariel added with a giggle.
With his focus on them instead of Griffith and me, my sisters each took one of Knox’s arms and practically dragged him away to go meet the drummer, Bex. After they were out of earshot, I turned to Griffith. “I’m so so so sorry. Knox can be a little over the top when it comes to guys hitting on his sisters.” His lips curved up at the edges, and I realized exactly what I’d just said. “I mean, not that you were hitting on me or anything. Just that my brother seems to think that you are.”
“I’ve always thought Knox was pretty damn observant,” Griffith drawled with a smirk. “And it’s actually a relief to know that he’s been watching after you all these years.”
“Um, you’re going to have to be a little more direct with me. I feel like maybe you’re saying you’re hitting on me, but I’m not sure and I don’t want to make a complete fool of myself here.” I reached out to trace the zipper on the sleeve of his jacket. “Or at least not more of one than I already have.”
Griffith moved in close and tipped my head back by pressing one of his long fingers under my chin. With his eyes locked on mine, he confessed, “Will it make you feel better to know that I almost didn’t make it to the meet and greet because I raced off the stage to search for you?”
“Me?” I echoed softly, my eyes going wide in surprise. “I don’t understand. We don’t even know each other; why would you go searching for me?”
He brushed his thumb across my lips and groaned when my tongue flicked out and swept across his skin. I was shocked at myself for doing it, but it had seemed like a natural instinct. “I saw you when I was doing the last song with Levi and Brooklyn.”
“I know. I caught you looking at me, but I figured it was just a thing that you do when you’re on stage.” I took a step back and dropped my gaze. “Like maybe you find a girl to sing to at every concert or something?”
“Fuck no,” he growled, pulling me close and bending low to whisper in my ear. “After I spotted you in the audience, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. My reaction wasn’t part of the act. It was genuine.”
I nodded jerkily but still didn’t look up. With the intensity of my attraction to him, Griffith could easily talk me into things I wouldn’t normally do. I was trying hard not to just suggest we go up to his room, but he must’ve taken it as me being reluctant to believe him because he asked, “Does the whole rock star thing scare you?”