Creed of Redemption (S.I.N. Rock Star Trilogy #2) by S.R. Watson, Shawn Dawson Read Free Book Online

what they cooked?
    “It’s in the cereal box above the refrigerator.” She places her magazine over her face and laughs her ass off while Keyser and Xander join in.
    “That’s real cute,” I say shaking my head. I can’t help laughing along with them.
    “She got you, man,” Gable instigates.
    “Yeah. I made omelets for your asses yesterday and today we’re eating cereal.” I pull fresh eggs out the fridge to scramble up some egg whites. I’ll have that with some oatmeal. I’m not eating that sugary shit.
    “Sorry, Diesel,” Lily says. “Nobody felt like getting in the kitchen to do anything after staying up last night.”
    “Where’s Lourdes?” I ask casually.
    “Oh, she didn’t stay up with us last night. She was the first to hit the sack so I thought she would be the first one up,” Xander says. “I guess we need to get dressed for our photoshoot that you failed to mention,” he teases.
    “Shit, man!” I forgot to tell them about that. I crashed before they returned from the restaurant.
    “No worries, dude. Desiree called and bugged the shit out of us early this morning when she couldn’t get a hold of you. Why do you think we’re all up so early?” Keyser gives me a knowing look. I glance at the clock in the kitchen and see that it’s a little after eight. These guys’ idea of early is warped. “We didn’t tell her about the ass you already tapped last night. She would have your balls. Where is she anyway?”
    “What? She who?” What the hell is he talking about? I didn’t get any ass last night. Then a light bulb goes off.
    “Ivy, fucker. We didn’t see her get off the bus when their limo came for them last night.” Ivy must have left after I did last night and they all assumed she was meeting me. That means Lourdes thinks I smashed Ivy last night, too. Is this why she went to bed early or why she still isn’t up yet? My damn reputation precedes me a little too well, but this time they’re all wrong.
    “I don’t know where Ivy went last night, but she didn’t come here. I didn’t touch her.”
    “Wow. I just knew you had hit that. She was damn near in your lap trying to give you the pussy, man.” The guys nod in agreement. They have no idea.
    “Well, I didn’t bite. I’m going to get ready for this shoot. I suggest you fuckers do the same,” I say, bringing my meal with me.

 
    I feel a warm hand nudging me to wake up and nearly hit my head on the top bunk when I sit up startled. “Wake up, Lourdes. We’ll be getting off the bus in roughly thirty minutes,” Diesel informs me. When I see it’s him, I snatch my arm away.
    “Yeah, okay.” I grab my phone from the charger next to me to look at the time and to avoid eye contact with him.
    “Ivy wasn’t here on the bus last night Lourdes. I didn’t fuck her,” Diesel says before walking away. My shoulders instantly relax with relief. Then I get pissed all over again because why do I even care? The fact that he just told me that means he knows that I do. Ugh . I need to find something to wear. That Ivy chick could wear a freaking paper bag and rock that shit. She didn’t even try to get dressed up for the restaurant. She wore jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers. She still had Diesel’s attention from the moment she walked into the room. It was so apparent that she had set her sights on him too. They may not have fucked last night, but it is inevitable. Their sexual tension was so strong, it consumed the entire room.
    The temperature is bearable today, considering we’re smack dab in the middle of January. I still nearly froze my ass off trying to be cute last night. I’m used to the almost nonexistent winters of the south. My phone’s weather app says it’s fifty-five degrees out so a hoodie and jeans it is.
    “Are you ready yet, Lourdes?” Lily calls from the other side of the door. I open the door to see that she’s dressed in cute jeans, a sweater, and ankle boots. “Are you ready?” she asks again.
    “Sure