Page 85 of Hard Rock Sin

He tugged her closer and whispered in her ear. She blushed a thousand shades of red, but stayed perched on his knees.

August was already at the table, along with the blond, Kell I assumed, and a pretty girl with almond-shaped eyes. We almost looked similar, if her auburn hair showing black at the roots was any indication.

"Guys, this is Lily, Noah's sister," Jen introduced. "Lily, this is Emily."

Emily gave me a bright smile from across the table. "Nice to meet you."

"And this is—"

"I need no introduction," Kell declared. He stood from the table, hopping up on the bench-style seat. He thrust his chest out proudly. "I'm sure this lovely young lady already knows who I am."

"Emily's boyfriend?" I guessed playfully.

He threw his head back with a wince. "Fuck, she wounds me. I've been wounded, Emily. I don't think my ego can take this."

"Your ego's taken worse and yet, still it rages on." The girl yanked on his shirt, pulling him back down into his seat. "Sorry about this one," she told me. "He's had a few too many red bull and vodkas."

"Shit, that's the last thing he needs," Cameron said. "He's a miniature tornado to begin with. Don't get him high on caffeine."

"It's not the caffeine he needs to worry about." August's eyes were daggers, skewering Kell. It was odd, seeing such an expression on the drummer's face. He must have been really upset. I'd never seen August lose his cool at anyone.

The lead singer of Feral Silence returned the look with an evil smirk. "You still think you can drink me under the table?" he taunted.

"You're going to be hurting tomorrow, if I have anything to say about it."

"Oh really? Which one of us has the reputation for being a cheap drunk?"

"August might be in trouble," I said. "I've heard Kell Pierce can hold his liquor."

The blond turned from August to me in the blink of an eye. He hopped up on his seat again, a giddy expression on his face.

"You do know who I am!" Kell looked down at his girlfriend from his stance on top of the bench. "I told you everyone knows who I am. I'm a household name."

"Sit," Emily said with the grace and patience of a saint.

Kell obeyed and sat back down, looking more than pleased with himself.

"Is this it?" Emily asked, glancing around the table. "Only seven people?"

"Six," Noah said. "I'm not playing."

Kell made a face. "You're never any fun, Hart."

My brother smirked and ran a hand up Jen's thigh. She squeaked. "I get up to more fun than you can imagine, Pierce."

A sly grin crossed the blond's face. "Join the game and we'll see."

"Let's get started," Jen interrupted before Noah could retort, or feel her up any further.

Emily pulled a pen from her purse and put it in the middle of the table before spinning it. The tip landed on Jen.

"Looks like Jen goes first," she said. "We'll go clockwise from her."

Jen played with the shot glass in her hand, looking thoughtful. She nodded to herself and spoke with a satisfied expression.

"Never have I ever had sex in the backseat of a car."

Kell, Emily, and August all took drinks.