"I will."
She shifts her weight between her legs. It's like she's suddenly nervous.
I only hope she isn't working up the nerve to invite herself up.
I don't have it in me to say no.
Not tonight.
Fuck, there are two things I want right now, and both of them are off limits.
I might want her more than I want to be high.
And might be worse news.
I can check myself into rehab again. I can convince Mal, Ethan, and Joel I'm serious about recovery.
But if I fuck Piper...
There's no way I convince Ethan or Mal I'm anything but the piece of shit who used their sweet, innocent baby sister.
She moves around her car until she's next to me. "I'll see you soon. To buy you that coffee."
"You can keep your money."
She shakes her head. "A deal's a deal." She moves closer. Slings her arms around my neck and looks up into my eyes. "I'll see you around."
"You too." My palm presses against her lower back. Then I'm pulling her into a hug and wrapping my arms around her.
It feels good, holding Piper.
Better than it should.
Fuck, she smells good too.
Every part of me, one in particular, wants to carry her to my apartment. I step away before my cock can take over.
Her eyes stay glued on mine. "Goodnight."
I take another step backwards. "Goodnight, Piper."
She waits until I'm inside to get back into her car. I wait until she pulls away to get into the elevator.
Fuck, this is bad news.
I like her.
Not as a friend.
Not as my bandmate's baby sister.
Not even as a casual fuck.
It's more than that.
My body is stuck on the casual fuck part. She has those sweet lips. The pretty blue eyes. The soft tits.
She's never been with anyone before.