Page 297 of Rock Me All Night
After I finish the song, I do a little bow and set the mic back on the table. Drew pats the spot next to him, inviting me to sit with him.
I make eye contact. "Can I talk to you outside?"
"Is it important?"
I bite my lip. "Tom, repeat that last thing you said."
"What thing?" He plays dumb.
I shoot Tom a death glare.
He shakes his head like he finds it a bad idea. "This is not the time, kid."
"Kara, what are you doing?" Drew asks.
I shake my head. "How about another round of shots?"
"That I can do." Tom passes out another round of shots. One for everyone but Miles. "Anything more, and I suggest you actually take it outside."
I slam my shot back. Beautiful liquid courage. No more shyness. I slide onto Drew's lap and kiss him.
My chest heaves against his.
He kisses me back for a second. Then he's pushing me away, pushing me off, staring at me with this look that saysWhat the fuck?
Behind me, someone clears his throat. Someone else.
Drew just stares at me.
All this hurt in his eyes.
Like I've betrayed his secret.
I slide off his lap and plant my ass on the bench seat. My arms fold over my chest. Everyone is staring at me. At us.
Pete breaks the silence. "Am I really the only one with the balls to say something?"
"You're going to make it worse," Tom says.
"How could it get worse?" Pete looks at me. "Drew good in bed?"
"Yeah," I reply.
"As good with his hands as he always says?" Pete asks.
"Better."
Drew snaps at no one in particular. "What are you doing?"
Pete waves him away. "The better question is what areyoudoing?"
Meg looks to me.Are you okay? I nod. I'm not, but I need to hear this.
"I’m not even going to ask if you’re with Kara, because we all know you are." Pete takes his shot. He stares at Drew. "And I’m not going to ask if you’re in love with her, because we all know you are."
The room is dead silent.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Pete asks. “Why are you trying so hard to throw away the only person you’ve been able to tolerate in years?”
