Rock Chick Reckoning

I can’t be the star in your sky when you’re the only star left shining in mine.

Any one of those boys wanted to push me around, I’d say bring it on. Hell, I’d pay for one of ‘em to move into my house. They don’t even have to do me; just walk around so I can watch. Maybe in a towel.

Ally placed her hands over her ears and changed, “La-la-la, not-listening-to-the-story-of-my-brother-proposing-while-doing-the-nasty-one-more-time, la-la-la.

There it is! Done! And you didn't even have to fuck me.” He stared at me. “But you can still fuck me if you want to,” I offered. He kept staring at me. “Like now. Fucking me now would be good,” I prompted. He kept staring at me. “Hello?...Calling Kai Mason, girlfriend needs a good fucking, right...about...now.” That's when he spoke. And this is what he said. “God, I love you.

You tore my sheet.” “I’ll buy you a new one.” “I don’t want a new one. I think I’m going to have this one bronzed.

You keeping me alive tonight?” He’d opened and was out the door but he turns, his eyes locking on mine. “Even if I die doin’ it.

Jules’s eyes turned to Vance. “I’ll go somewhere.” “No,” Vance replied. “I’ll go somewhere safe,” Jules went on. Vance got close to Jules and put his hand on her belly. “You think I’m missin’ a minute of this Princess, think again.” I swallowed hard, hard. “Then keep me safe,” Julies whispered.

I’m sorry I fought you, Mace,” I whispered. “But now that you’re mine again, I’m never going to let you go.

Get out here, babe, I wanna kiss you.

I had to soften him up because, for whatever reason, all the Rock Chicks had an alternate Hot Bunch guy, Indy's was Eddie. Roxie's was Vance. Jules was Luke. Ava's was Lee. Mine was Mace.

Nope. That’s right, girl, Shirleen does not understand. So what trauma are we up against now?” Shirleen’s eyes moved to me. “You havin’ too many orgasms or what?

And, just like then, after she started singing, it hurt to listen. But it was a beautiful pain.

There was something very sexy about Mace going commando. Very sexy. Down Mace Slut! My brain commanded

I fucked up and hurt you. It won't happen again.” His fingers tensed around my head and his deep voice dropped low. “I promise you, Kitten, it won't happen again.

Broody Mace looks pleased?” I asked. We all knew what that meant. Been there done that, had the t-shirt. Stella had been laid.

You're their fucking daughter! Do they not know how precious you are?

Bitch your tee is the shit.” “Don't call Mace's Mom a bitch.

We need to boil water. We need clean towels,” Ava announced, following too. “She ain’t birthin’ no baby! She’s got a gunshot wound!” Indy shouted. “I know that!” Ava shouted back. “But we need a sterile environment.

Herb nodded. “Problem is, you knocked up your girl. That’s the only way women’ll allow you to get away with a Justice of the Peace.” Herb looked back to Hank as many of the men coughed to hide their laughter. “That’s the ticket, son, only way to save us all. Start workin’ on makin’ a baby.

Christ, I forgot how fucking good you feel when you're beneath me.

My heart went into my throat. I leaned back against Luke, his arm moved to wrap around my chest and we watched two people we both cared a lot about. They were in love, they were healed and most of all, they were outrageously happy.

But it’s mine,” he whispered against my cheek and then his mouth moved to my ear. “All, fuckin’, mine.

Do you think we're getting back together?" "Getting? No," Mace answered then continued, "Back together? Yes

A year ago, I was too busy thinkin' about how lucky I was that someone as beautiful and talented as you let me into her bed to be bossy. Now I know you love me, I can be as bossy as I want.

Last night, instead of sleeping,he just lay behind her, listening to her breathe and thinking that sound was sweeter than any song he’d ever heard her sing. And his Stella had a beautiful voice, never heard better.

We needed to talk about a lot of things and I needed not to have sex with him again. I was beginning to think I was giving him the wrong impression.

Last night you sat there singing to me 'nothing to hide, believe what I say' and not ten hours later you're standin' in front of me lyin

One thing you can say, Stella Gunn," Dixon remarked, now his mouth was twitching " You're pure, fuckin' rock 'n' roll.

What I’m sayin’ is shit happens to couples. In any relationship there’s ebbs and there’s flows. You want that relationship to work, you put on your life jacket and ride it out.

Mace never struck me as an affectionate type of guy. Like Luke, if you told me Mace would be affectionately demonstrative in a touchy way in public, I would have laughed. But there it was, proof positive.