Bad For Me (My Forbidden Rockstar) by Dara Bowman Read Free Book Online Page B

me.”
    “Whatever,” he spits, “I don’t know what I was thinking.”
    “Well, neither do I!” I say hotly. “If I didn’t want you to
kiss me yesterday, why would I want you to kiss me today?”
    I’ve wounded his pride, but I don’t care.
    “Just drop it,” he hisses. “I don’t know why I bothered.”
    I stomp over to the table and sign my name on the four
different documents. I can see they’re already signed and stamped by Diesel’s
management.
    “Don’t you want to go over them?” he asks incredulously.
    “No. I’m sure it’s all fine.”
    “I really think I should review them with –”
    “No!” I snap. I’m furious at this point and I just want Dom
out of my apartment. He’s all-wrong here. He’s much too dangerous to be in my
safe haven. After Sid, I made a rule about having bad boys in my sanctuary, and
I need to start following my own rules.
    “Have it your way.”
    He sweeps up the papers, leaves my two copies, and stalks to
the door.
    “Dom-”
    I want to apologize and explain, to tell him that I’m so
screwed up for a reason. I know I must be coming off as hot and cold,
salivating over him one minute and then snapping at him the next.
    He looks at me expectantly, but the words die in my throat.
I run my hand over my messy hair and sigh.
    “Thanks for bringing the contract by. It was really nice of
you.”
    “Nice is my middle name,” he says acidly.
    Okay, he is really pissed.
    “You might want to look it over,” he smirks, before giving
me one last piercing look with those green eyes. Then he slips his shades back
on, and walks out my door.
     

 
     

    Chapter Seven
     
    Dom
     
    My feet can’t take me down the stairs fast enough. I burst
out of the apartment building and stalk toward my car. I stop for a moment to
catch my breath, and try to shake Annie out of my head.
    She looked even hotter dressed down tonight and I had a hard
time keeping myself in check. I guess she made it easy by turning me down.
    Again...
    What the fuck?
    Honestly, I had no business trying to make another move on
her, but I thought for sure yesterday had been a fluke. There was no way she
was going to turn me down a second time. No girl ever has.
    But Annie Winter shot me down again, and my ego has taken a
hard enough hit. I got the message. The little cock tease didn’t want it
tonight. Fine. There are plenty of other girls that will be more than happy to
have a piece of Dom Dresden.
    I’m a jerk. I know it. But nice guys finish dead last. You
have to take what you want in this life.
    I slam the door after climbing into my car, and speed out of
the parking lot.
    What was I thinking coming here?
    Did I hope Annie would fall all over me?
    Did I expect her to weep with gratitude?
    “Ridiculous,” I mutter.
    I speed away chuckling to myself about Annie not reading the
contract. Serves her right. After I had called the band’s manager early this
morning, I explained how Annie had the most rocking voice. We had a new song we
were working on that features a female voice, and we originally intended on
using our old lead backup singer before she got engaged. I also had a raunchy
music video in mind, and Annie just signed her agreement to sing the song and
to film the video after the tour.
    Had I known she wasn’t going to read the damn contract, I
would have thrown some other things in there. Such as, “no clothes allowed to
be worn on the tour bus.”
    I picture Annie walking around naked, and I promptly get
hard.
    I curse under my breath, willing my erection to go down, but
it fights against my jeans.
    “Jesus,” I mutter.
    I could go home and take care of it, thinking of Annie, but
I don’t want to give her the unknown satisfaction of me jerking off to her. I’m
ten minutes from my house, and I quickly scroll through my phone while trying
to keep my eyes on the road.
    I’m trying to find one of my girls who lives nearby.
    Jackpot!
    I find Brittany’s number in my phone, she’s a busty