Rhys’s eyes widened. “Holy shit, dude, you’re seeing her?”
“I told you I was taking her out.”
“Yeah, I thought for the night, but that was a week ago.”
Jake and Brayden exchanged puzzled looks. “Who the fuck is Mia?” Jake questioned.
With a grin, Rhys replied, “She’s the chick, er, woman...nurse I was telling you guys about who knocked the drink over on AJ and almost made him blow his load in his pants.”
“Oh yeah,” Brayden chuckled. “Nice one.”
I shrugged. “I like her, okay?”
Jake snorted. “No shit, Sherlock. You’ve never invited anyone but your family to our shows before.”
Rhys bobbed his head in agreement. “This is epic.”
“Would you guys get off my dick about Mia please?” I growled, before collapsing on the sofa.
A knock on the door sounded, and Jeff poked his head in. “I found her.”
A chorus of kissy noises echoed around the room as Mia appeared in the doorway. I shot the guys death glares before turning my attention back to her. At the sight of me, a beaming smile curved on her lips. “Hi,” she said.
“Hi Mia,” the guys replied in perfect sing-song unison.
She jumped and glanced over at them. “Oh, um, hi.” Her startled gaze focused on the smirking faces of the guys before it came back to mine.
“Douchebags,” I muttered under my breath before rising up off the couch. I closed the distance between us. Wrapping my arms around her, I smiled. “I’m glad you made it,” I said, trying to tune the guys out.
“Me too.”
When I brought my lips to hers, applause broke out. Without breaking the kiss, my hands rose off Mia’s waist to double flip off my asshat band mates. They laughed heartily. Pulling away, I motioned to them. “I guess now is the best time to introduce you to these dickheads.”
Brayden stepped forward and offered his hand to Mia. “I’m Brayden.” Once they shook, he smiled and said, “You’ll have to excuse our behavior. We’re not used to seeing AJ with a girl.”
She tilted her head thoughtfully at him. “Really? I’d think you’d be more than used to seeing him with tons of girls.”
With a bob of his head, Bray replied, “Let me rephrase that. We’re not used to seeing AJ quite so serious enough to bring a girl to one of our shows.”
“Ah, I see.” Mia shook Bray’s hand. “Nice meeting you. What do you do in the band?”
“Guitar and back-up vocals.”
“You write the songs, too, right?”
As Bray nodded, I eyed Mia with pride that she had remembered that little tidbit I’d told her before. Rhys stepped forward next. “I’m Rhys. We met the other day at the hospital.” At the mention of the hospital, he had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.
“Ah, yes, I remember you now. You got to witness my rubdown on AJ.”
He grinned at her. “Yep. Sure did.”
Mia laughed. “It’s nice meeting you, again.” She then turned to Jake. “And you’re Mr. Lead Singer.”
He gave her his typical, smoldering grin. “That’s right. Jake Slater.” He shook her hand. “Can I ask you something?”
“Um, sure,” Mia replied.
“Can you tell me what a beautiful and intelligent woman like you is doing with my douchebag of a band mate? I mean, he’s the drummer for fuck’s sake. Everyone knows the drummer is a lame-ass.”
“Jake,” I growled.
He held up his hands. “I had to ask.” He jerked his chin up at Mia. “So?”
“I guess it would be because he has a huge dick and knows how to use it,” she replied.
At Mia’s response, Jake staggered back like he’d been kicked in the groin. Like Brayden and Rhys, he stared open-mouthed and wide-eyed at her. I mean, damn, I had the same fucking look on my face at her ballsy response. I knew she could give me hell, but I had no idea she would give it to the guys, too.