A Second Chance at love The Rocker Girls Series by Jennifer Byars

his boxers, and crawled
into his bed but let the sheet keep them separated.
    He lay there for a minute watching her
sleep, thinking he was one lucky bastard to have her sleeping in
his bed, kissed her forehead and turned out the lights.
     
    ***
     
    Addison woke to a dark room. Her head
was throbbing and the more she sat up the worse it got. She thought
she was way more drunk than she gave herself credit for this
evening. When she finally managed to sit up, she got out of bed and
stumbled her way to the restroom. Her head was so hazy as she
opened the door and made it out into the hall. If she didn’t have
to pee so bad she would just lay herself back down.
    The whole house was dark, pitch dark,
making her think Tia went home with that Andy, because the place
was usually lit like a damn Christmas tree. But at this moment she
was very thankful for all the lights being off.
    She felt the wall as she groggily
walked so she wouldn’t fall over. A broken nose at work would be a
great thing to explain to Frank when she showed up tomorrow. When
she felt the handle under her fingertips, she was dreading turning
on the bathroom light. But as she made her way in she noticed there
was some moonlight coming through the window, so she didn’t have
to.
    Once she was done, she opened the door
back to the hall, and all she could think about was getting
comfortable in bed again. And why the hell she was still in her
clothing she just couldn’t imagine. All she knew was, she had to
sleep off this buzz or it was going to make for a long-ass day
tomorrow.
    She stumbled out the door, headed
directly across the hall and opened her bedroom door. She threw off
her top, peeled off her skirt, then stripped off her bra. She
walked next to her bed and fell into it, and right before she
passed out she pulled out that annoying rubber band to let her hair
free.
     
    ***
     
    It was bad enough having to hear Rex
fucking some high-pitched screamer this late, but the couch was
just too damn small. All Win wanted to do was go to bed, and at
this point he just needed to get the hell out of there.
    When he got to his apartment, he opened
the door and turned on a light to see Addison wasn’t on the couch
anymore. He took a deep breath, knowing there was nothing he could
do at this minute about her being in bed with South. But he and
South were going to sit and have a talk tomorrow, and that might
include some fist talk as well.
    He made his way to his bedroom, taking
one more look at South’s door, and shook his head. He knew he
wouldn’t handle seeing her in bed with him, so he opened his door
and turned on the light, just wanting to sleep off the rest of the
damn night, when his gaze fell to a naked woman lying on his
bed.
    “ What the fu…?” He looked
back at the door and then at her. That’s when it hit him: it was
Addison. She was in his bed?
    Her hair was draped across his pillow
and he could see her whole back was tattooed with angel wings. In
the middle of her back the wings looked like they broke free from
her skin, and feathers wrapped around her shoulder blades; a couple
of feathers made it to her arm, then ran all the way down, hugging
her sides and back. The feathers came to an end curling halfway
down her ass. He chuckled; he knew she was his angel.
    Then he noticed on her left ass cheek
she had red puckered lips, and he held in his chuckle as he thought
of her telling everyone to kiss her ass. Damn, this woman was
amazing.
    She mumbled in her sleep. “Lights,” she
said in a low, sleepy rusty voice. His hands went to his hair, as
his dick was already so hard it fucking ached. How the hell was he
going to get any sleep lying next to that fantasy?
    He switched off the lights, hoping that
not seeing her would help his worked-up erection. Shit! He was so
tired he had to get to bed, and he wasn’t sleeping on their couch!
Slipping off his shirt, then his pants, he was going to lie down,
but stopped and went to his drawers to get a pair