by Meghan Quinn
A sob broke from Quinn’s lips as she looked between Landon and Grey.
“Do you have feelings for her?” Grey asked, not bothering to touch upon the jab his brother threw at him.
“What do you think, dickhead?”
“Are you the reason she broke up with me?” Grey asked, but didn’t even wait for a response. He threw his hands up in defeat. He couldn’t deal with his brother right now. It was too much to handle. He turned and walked towards his room.
Before he closed the door, he turned and looked at Quinn and Landon and said, “I don’t want to see either of you. You’re both dead to me.”
Slamming his door shut, he went to his bathroom, turned the shower on to the hottest setting and scalded his skin until he couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to wash off the dirty feeling that was settling over his body. There wasn’t enough soap to wash away his problems, so instead he tried to burn them away.
When he couldn’t take the pain anymore, he turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He went out to the room to grab his clothes when he ran into Willow.
“What the hell do you want?” he asked in a very offensive tone.
“I heard what happened and I wanted to make sure you were okay?”
“I don’t need your pity.”
“It’s not pity…”
“Why did you fuck him?” Grey asked, as he charged toward Willow. “I told you not to fuck him; I begged you. Why did you do it? Were you punishing me?”
Confusion laced Willow’s big blue eyes. “You can’t tell me what to do.”
“Clearly, because you will do whatever you please.”
“Don’t, don’t take your anger out on me when I’m the one who is trying to see if you’re okay.”
“You’re making this worse; you’ve ruined my life. You’re the reason why Quinn broke up with me; you’re the reason why I couldn’t give her all my attention like she needed because you consume my thoughts. You’re all I think about and then you go and fuck Cruz, even though I told you not to.”
Her hands were on her hips in a defensive position as she responded to him. “Like I told you, you can’t tell me what to do. You don’t control me and I’m sorry that you can’t control your raging hormones; it’s not my fault your dick wants me.”
“It is your fault,” Grey said. “You’re the one who dry humped me in the dressing room, you’re the one who went topless for me in the hot tub, and you’re the one who allowed me to hold your tit in my hand when Quinn told me to.”
There was a gasp that came from the doorway. They both turned and saw Quinn, with her hand over her mouth shaking her head.
“I knew it. I knew there was something going on between the two of you. I knew it!” Quinn screamed. “You are such a manipulative bitch. I thought you were my friend, I told you I would never be okay with you going after Grey, but you still did. You never cared about me, you only wanted to get closer to him.”
“That’s not true, Quinn.”
“Don’t!” Quinn held up her hand. Landon came up next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
“Come on,” he said, as he moved her away from the door.
The world stopped turning as Grey watched his brother walk his ex-girlfriend away from him. What was happening? What the hell did he do so wrong in his life that major shit decided to hit the fan all at once? He looked down at Willow who was now crying.
“Save the tears for someone who cares.”
Willow smacked Grey across the face. “How dare you? I genuinely cared about Quinn and tried my hardest to keep away from you, but I couldn’t. I should have, though, because now that I’m seeing your true colors, you’re not worth it.”
Grey watched as Willow walked out of his room, he wanted to stop her, he wanted to beg her for forgiveness, but he was too damn stubborn and too damn hurt to move. Instead, he slammed his door shut, grabbed a drink from the mini fridge and sat in the chair that overlooked the Dallas skyline.
Fucking Dallas.
***
The ride down to the third floor dragged on forever, as cheesy elevator music played through the speakers, which only grated on Rook’s nerves rather than soothing him. He left Cruz upstairs because he needed to do this on his own. His nerves were shaking and he hated that he had to leave Maisy by herself when she was going through such a difficult time. He still didn’t know what shook her so much, but he planned on getting to the bottom of it.
One of their security details in a dark gray suit and balding head met Rook when the elevator doors opened.
“We’re sorry about this, sir, but we didn’t know how else to deal with him without causing a major scene.”
“It’s alright,” Rook lied. It wasn’t alright; he wanted nothing to do with the man who was in the conference room. The feeling of being a little kid all over again started taking place in his body, grating on his nerves.
The security guard opened the door, letting Rook lead the way. Sitting in the center of the long conference table was Rook’s dad. He looked like absolute piss. His hair was greyer, his clothes looked like they hadn’t been washed in days, and his face was so thin and tweaked out that it was almost startling to look at him. At that moment, Rook thanked God that Maisy was upstairs, he wouldn’t want her to see this side of his life.
The security guard left them alone and shut the door, leaving Rook to deal with the devil himself.
“Look at you, pretty boy. They do your nails as well as your hair?”
“What the fuck do you want?” Rook asked, not wanting to sit.
“Take a seat…son.”
The feeling of wanting to throw up mixed with the urge to knock his father out ran through his body. Old feelings of being unworthy, not wanted, and used ran through his system as he stared at the eyes that took over his nightmares. The courage and strength Rook built up over the years to defend himself against the devil himself slowly started to dissipate and the little boy he once was started to appear.
Rook sat down and ran his hand through his hair, trying to ignore the sweat that started to form on his upper lip.
“I have some goodies for you.” His dad tossed a bag across the table at Rook. It was a Ziploc bag full of pot, pills and little bags full of a white substance, a drug Rook never took up, thanks to his dad.
“I don’t want that shit.”
“What, you think you’re too good for it now? Well, you’re not. You’re just as much of a lowlife as me. Just because you think you have some little blonde fuck buddy, you think you’re better?”
“Don’t!” Rook shouted. “Don’t you bring Maisy into this.”
A demonic laugh escaped his father’s mouth. “She’s already involved. I saw her this morning.” The hairs on the back of Rook’s neck stood straight from his dad’s admission. “She wasn’t too keen on fulfilling the throbbing sensation in my dick, but that will change.”
“Motherfucker!” Rook shouted. His dad was the reason why Maisy freaked out this morning. “What the hell did you say to her?”
“Just that I wanted her to suck my dick. She’s not as easy as your mom, but we can fix that.”
Rook slammed his hand on the table. “Stay the fuck away from her.”
Rubbing his battered face with his hand, Rook’s dad shook his head. “Sorry, but, no can do. I’ve got my eye on her and I’ll have her. What’s yours is mine; you owe me from all the years you let your poor dad live on the streets while you’re put up in these swanky hotels. My money train has stopped and I need more. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. You can give me the money I want from you, or I can tell all my buddies that Maisy’s pussy is open for business.”
The sickening feeling Rook was feeling earlier increased to levels of being completely unbearable. Rook knew he should have left Maisy alone a long time ago and this was exactly why. His life was so beyond fucked up and now he was dragging her into it.
The scared look that crossed Maisy’s face earlier fl
ashed through Rook’s mind. He put her in that position. He was the reason why she was so scared out of her mind, why she cried this morning. He promised himself that he would do everything possible not to hurt her, not to put her in danger when, in fact, he was putting her in danger by being with her. Rook’s past would always come back to haunt him and his past included his sadist of a father who had no problems with raping a girl, or telling his buddies to do the same.
Tamping down the feeling of throwing up, Rook said, “How much?”
Rook’s dad slapped the table indicating his victory. “That’s my boy. I want a $100,000…for now.” We will reconvene later. As for your little lady, I will back off my boys, for now, but they might get anxious, so I would keep her safe.”
“She’s not my girl. She broke up with me this morning. I didn’t know why, but now I do.” Saying the words broke Rook in half. He knew what he had to do. He knew he didn’t have a choice. In order for Maisy to live a normal life and stay away from the demons that lurked inside of her, Rook needed to let her go and there was only one way he knew he could make that happen.
“That’s so terrible.” His father fake pouted. “Oh well, she probably was good for one fuck anyway.” His dad clapped his hands together and got up from his chair. “It’s been good seeing you, even though you still look like a pile of worthless crap. I want cash, delivered; you know where to find me.”
Rook nodded his head and watched his father as he approached him. He reeked of body odor and piss. The devilish grin that spread across his face showed off his drug-eroded teeth. The fact that the man standing before him took part in Rook’s creation was such a sickening feeling. It was times like this that Rook wished he was never born.
“I’ll be in touch, dickhead.” Rook’s dad patted his cheek and left the room, leaving Rook feeling completely helpless.
Pain tightened in his chest as he realized what he had to do next. He grabbed the bag of drugs that were sitting on the table and pressed the down button on the elevator. It was time to take care of his problems and set Maisy free. She deserved better, she deserved to live a happy and healthy life, without the stress of Rook’s past bringing back her worst memories. She was talented and deserved to have a fruitful career and not be dragged down by Rook.
***
The morning had been a complete shit show. Landon sat on his bed as Quinn took a shower in his bathroom. Cruz informed the boys that Rook’s father was back, which meant they were all put on high alert because they knew what would happen once Rook’s dad left.
Grey was clearly not talking to Landon, even though Landon didn’t technically do anything and Willow and Cruz fucked all night long which only spurred on the anger that was boiling in Grey. The only person out of the two bands who was completely oblivious to all the drama was Kaid, who stood in the middle of the room after fending off Grey and swore at everyone for disturbing his slumber.
The confused look on Kaid’s face made Landon laugh out loud as he slipped back into bed. What a complete shit show. Landon could only imagine what would happen next, once Rook got back from his lovely family reunion.
There was a cloud of darkness that settled over all of them and Landon knew that the negativity that was spreading around wasn’t even close to being finished. He could feel that something terrible was brewing, he just didn’t know what.
Quinn popped out of the bathroom, fully clothed, thankfully, and sat on the bed next to Landon. They sat in silence as the morning events ran through both of their minds. Landon didn’t know what to say and didn’t know where to go from where they were now. He was too stubborn to approach his brother and Grey was too stubborn to actually listen to Landon, so he knew it was pointless. He wondered what this meant for the band and hoped it didn’t mean they were breaking up, because they were just hitting their peak now.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin things between you and Grey.”
“It’s not your fault,” Landon said, while wrapping his arms around Quinn. “It was wrong place at the wrong time. We both know we didn’t do anything last night. Let him cool down a little, hopefully things will get better.”
“Hopefully.” Quinn played with the mood ring that was on her finger. “Did you mean what you said last night? Do you really think I’m sexy?”
Why did she have to bring up last night? Why couldn’t they just move on and forget his most embarrassing confessions? He pushed his glasses up on his face and looked her in the eyes.
“I did, but that doesn’t change anything. Nothing can happen between us, especially after the reaction we saw from Grey this morning. He will absolutely lose his mind.”
“But you like me?” He more than liked her, he loved her, but he wasn’t about to open that can of worms, especially when his relationship with his brother was barely hanging on by a thread.
“Yes but that’s not the point…”
He couldn’t finish his sentence because Quinn captured his mouth with hers. At first, he went completely stiff and not in a good way. It wasn’t until her tongue traced his lips that he gave into the soft feeling of Quinn finally in his arms. She straddled his lap and grasped the back of his neck with her hands while she continued to stroke her tongue in and out of his mouth.
Jesus, she knew how to kiss. Landon started to stiffen under her but he didn’t care, he finally had Quinn in his arms and he was going to revel in the feeling for a little bit longer. He clasped the side of her face and felt her cheek with his thumb. She was so sweet, yet so incredibly sexy. She was everything he ever wanted and he finally was able to have her.
Shifting on his lap, she made herself more comfortable which sent alert signs through Landon’s head. This wasn’t right, this was Grey’s girl; she would always be Grey’s girl.
He pulled away quickly and tried to catch his breath. “I can’t,” he weakly said.
“Landon…”
“No, you’re Grey’s girl. I can’t do this to him.”
“But…”
“Please Quinn, just leave.”
A tear ran down her cheek as she got up and gathered her items. Landon’s heart broke in two as he watched her struggle to get out of his room as quickly as possible.
She turned back to look at him before she left. “I’m sorry.”
Turning her back on him, he watched her just about walk out of his room when he shouted, “Wait!”
Quinn stopped and turned around while Landon tried to think what to say. He walked toward her and silently gave his brother the old fuck you. He was taking what he had wanted for years.
He grabbed Quinn by the waist and brought her to his chest as his hand ran up the side of her body and finally cupped her soft breast. Jesus, he was going to be a goner before he even got her to his bed.
“What about Grey?” she asked weakly, as she granted him access to her neck.
“Fuck him. I don’t care, but I do have to warn you Quinn, I know what I like in the bedroom.”
“Okay…” she said, trying to decipher what he meant.
How was he supposed to explain this to her? She was so damn innocent, how was he supposed to tell her he had a dark side…that he liked his women to obey, they were not to speak and just do what he said? Knowing that he would never change his ways, he decided to be upfront with her.
“If you are going to share my bed with me, then you will do as you are told and obey every wish and demand of mine.”
Quinn smiled, actually smiled. He was not expecting that kind of reaction.
“Are you telling me you are into BDSM?”
“It’s the only way I fuck my women and I refuse to change. Is there going to be a problem with that?”
Quinn shook her head no as she attacked his lips again. Sweet Jesus, did she just comply with his demands? He didn’t think he could ever be more turned on.
Not being able to wait any longer, he tore Quinn’s lips off of his and ordered her to strip. She did as she was told, but did it incredibly slowly, to the point that La
ndon thought his dick was going to pop out of his pants if she went any slower.
She was wearing a sexy black set of lingerie that framed her body perfectly. She was no longer thin, she was curvy in all the right areas and filled out her bra completely. Landon’s mouth watered as he waited for her to show him everything, her entire body that he had been waiting to claim as his.
“Go any slower and I will have to punish you. Hurry it up, Quinn.”
She smiled at him…again. Damn, he was going to have to train her to take him more seriously because, right now, she was not taking him as seriously as he wanted her to.
Finally, she was naked and standing in front of him, waiting for his inspection. She had perfect little nipples that were tight from the cold air and she was completely bare down below which made his mouth water. Pleasing her orally was going to be a shit ton of fun, but he was going to wait on that, for now. He needed to bury his dick inside that sweet little cunt of hers.
“Stay put,” he said, while he took off his clothes. Her brown eyes took in his entire body as he stripped down for her.
The mere flash of Grey’s face went through Landon’s mind, but he quickly dropped that image. He loved his brother, but at the moment, he loved Quinn more and he couldn’t deny himself anymore. He needed her. He couldn’t control his wants and needs.
“Get on all fours on the bed, place your head on the mattress and stick that cute ass of yours up in the air.”
Quinn didn’t make a sound as she did what she was told. Damn she was a good listener and fuck, she was enjoying herself because she was turned on as hell. He noticed her slick folds were wet and ready for him as he pulled up behind her.
Her body was pure perfection. Grey was a moron for letting Quinn go. Landon would never give up such sweet perfection for anything.
Wanting to play with her a little, he grabbed a hold of his erection and ran it up and down her slick folds, spreading her essence up and down. She was so damn wet and she was about to be even wetter in two seconds.