Saxon(3)

A lot of time has passed.

The whole Lexi/Saxon/Ryder fiasco seems like a lifetime ago. Lexi and Saxon used to date until she found him cheating on her. Then, I met her overseas, and we became best friends. When she came home with me to Perth, she fell in love with Ryder. Ryder didn’t know Lexi was Saxon’s ex, and when Saxon found out shit hit the fan.

After it all blew over, Saxon started to show his interest in me. I tried to ignore it—because it was an extremely uncomfortable situation.

“How do you know that?” I ask him. I choose to ignore the rest of his comment.

He raises his scarred eyebrow. “You haven’t exactly hidden it. How about the fact that you’ve been giving me evil looks ever since you met me, or the fact that I know it was you who spray painted ‘dickhead’ on my new car.”

He knew it was me?

I school my expression, trying to act casual.

“You also have called me a cheating bastard on a few occasions,” he continues.

I clear my throat. “I won’t be talking about that incident without my lawyer present.”

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “The past is the past. Lexi and I are cool with each other, and for some stupid reason, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

Stupid is the right word.

“We’ve had this conversation before Sax. Lexi is like a sister to me, so it’s a little weird for me,” I try and explain. “You’re f*cking hot, don’t get me wrong, but I’m sorry, I don’t think going out with you is a good idea. We can try to be friends though?”

His eyes flare at the word friends, as if it is offensive to him. “Friends?”

“Yep, friends,” I reply.

“I’ll take what I can get, so friends it is then,” he finally replies, his gaze lingering on my lips and betraying his words.

“Sounds good to me,” I reply, looking away from him and pulling out my keys. “I guess I’ll see you around then?”

Time to make my escape.

I freeze when his hand comes out and gently touches a lock of my hair. “I like the shorter hair on you, it’s sexy.”

I had recently cut my hair into a bob, shorter at the back, longer at the front. It was severe but sexy, especially when I wore my dress suits for work. I also carried around a briefcase to finish the look, even though there was never anything important in there.

“Thanks,” I whisper, then clear my throat. He steps even closer, so close I can smell a hint of his cologne.

He smells delicious.

The closer he gets to me, the more I have to fight the urge to kiss him.

Those soft lips were made for kissing. Just not me apparently.

“Asking as a friend, you are single right now, aren’t you?” he asks softly, his eyes not leaving my face.

“I am single,” I reply, bobbing my head.

“Good,” he whispers, tracing a finger down my cheek. “I’ll call you. Friends do that, right?”

I nod again, stunned silent by his touch and the electricity shooting through me. He takes my keys from my hand, and opens the car door for me before giving them back. He kisses me on my cheek as I’m just about to get in.

“Drive safely,” he says, then turns away and walks to Ryder’s door.

What the hell just happened?

*****

I drive back home in a daze. I don’t like the fact that a man has so much power over me, even if he hasn’t realised it just yet.

Why him?

It’s something I’ve said a million times before. He is the drummer for Morning Alliance, has groupies, plus his history with Lexi. He has her initials tattooed on his knuckles! I wonder why Ryder hasn’t demanded he remove them. Why does he still have them? As a reminder? Or does he still have feelings for Lexi? Maybe it’s one of those loves that never goes away. Your first love usually is, isn’t it?

Either way, I can’t go there with him.

I can’t—and I won’t.

I know Lexi doesn’t care, because she has spoken about it to me before.

“Saxon is always staring at you Tee, he’s enthralled. Maybe you should give him a chance?”

I look at her like she is f*cking crazy.

If Saxon wants to be friends, then fine. I can do friends.

I smirk at that.

I definitely can’t do this friend. No, no, there will be no doing. But I can stop with the bitchiness. I probably shouldn’t have done that to his car either. If he knew it was me, why didn’t he call me out on it? Ryder would have kicked my ass. My other two cousins Trey and Jet would have as well. At least they would have tried. Not physically, of course, but they would have given me lecture after lecture. I really don’t like seeing their disappointed faces. They know it and use it against me. I walk into my house when my phone beeps with a message.

Still thinking about you, friend.

I sigh heavily and hit delete.





Chapter Two

Saxon

I bring the glass to my lips, then put it down on the table. “So…”

Ryder’s eyes narrow. “What’s going on?”

“I’m going to ask your cousin out,” I tell him, waiting for his reaction. I don’t need anyone’s permission, but he’s a part of the band, and I don’t need any drama while we’re touring. I also respect Ryder and don’t want to be in his shit any more than I already have in the past.