Never Ending by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online

group dynamic would prove
tense, especially with Danny still in the picture. Danny a permanent part of
the picture , I thought, not without some trepidation. Now that Blues
Records was taking over control of the band's management, Danny had an
incredible – some might say inordinate – amount of power over the band. It
wasn't just us , anymore, just me and Kyle and Luc and Steve, with Danny
as a last-minute, if highly charismatic, replacement. Now, Danny was the
band. And I wasn't entirely sure how Luc or Kyle would feel about that.
              Still, I got my
gear ready, and headed into the elevator with Danny.
              “So, my maddening
one,” Danny grinned at me. “Am I right in thinking that we're going to have to
tone it down in front of the others?”
              I nodded. “As far
as Kyle's concerned, he wants to pretend like you and I are not happening.”
              “Well then...”
Danny leaned in, and I could smell the intoxicating aroma of his musk, sending
me weak in the knees. “I'll have to get as much as I can out of you right now,
before we get to the bottom floor.”
              In an instant he
was upon me, pushing me up against the wall, his hands rough and vigorous as
they found their way to my shoulders, my breasts. His tongue was sweet and hot
in my mouth, blending delicacy with force as he opened my mouth wider to the
urgency of his kiss. He pressed my wrists against the wall, holding me down,
his kiss burning with his need. I could feel a familiar, agonizingly welcome
hardness in his groin as he pressed against me.
              Then the elevator
doors opened at the lobby, and we sprang apart.
              “Hey, Neve...”
Luc was looking at his shoes, a thin blush spreading across his cheeks. “Going
down, I take it?”
              “Rehearsal's on
the basement floor, yeah,” said Danny, making room for him in the elevator.
              “Steve texted me.
He's already down there with Kyle.”
              It was my turn to
blush. Certainly, from my rumpled hair and Danny's coy expression, Luc could
guess what we'd been doing in the elevator, even if we'd managed to push apart
by the time he saw us. My stomach sank. If you're trying to tone things down
with Danny, Neve, you're not off to a great start, are you?
              Luc tried to
smile at me, but I could see the sadness in his enormous, dog-brown eyes. “It's
good to see you, Neve,” he whispered.
              “It's good to see
you too,” I whispered back. And I meant it. A strange, comfortable warmth was
flowing through me – the same feeling I always used to get when eating dinners
at Luc's mother's house. A feeling of safety, of security. Of being loved. It
was a feeling I cherished – and I didn't realize how much I'd missed it until I
savored it again.
              The elevator
doors were open once more, and then we were in the basement.
              “Right,” said
Danny. “Practice time.”
              “Neve!” A loud
voice echoed off the mirrored walls of the rehearsal room. “Somebody's been
away for far too long!”
              Before I could so
much as look up to see who had spoken, Steve's lanky, long arms were tight
around me, rocking me back and forth in a bear hug.
              “Aww...Neve! I've
missed you so much! Without you, I've had nobody to make fun of. Kyle here is
not much to mock – he's way too serious for that!”
              Kyle tried to
laugh along with us, but his chuckle soon faded out awkwardly. He stood up –
straight like a mannequin, I thought – and walked towards me, holding out his
hand for a handshake.
              “Neve. Danny.
It's good to see you both again.” His voice was tight and controlled, and he
did not look at either one of us.
              “You too.” My
voice sounded as awkward as I