Savage Mates

Chapter Three: He’s Lickable 

His hair was dark even in the lights that hit the stage, but I could see bright flashes of blues and greens as he moved. He had a square jaw line that made me wonder what it would be like to nibble on his jaw if I ever got the chance to. I shiver went down my spine as I realized that I wanted to kiss him, well I wanted more than that. It was a more relaxed part of the song for him, so he sat steadily, hitting the drums. His head tilted to the side and he looked out into the crowd. Scanning it like he was searching for something. His eyes landed on me and I felt the strangest sensation. Movies and books talked about this feeling. I never thought it would be something that I would experience.

It was like when our eyes met; the air was sucked from the room. My stomach tightened up and I had to fight down the urge to go to him. He tilted his head down towards the share and a small smile ghosted across his full lips. He looked up at me again and that’s when a soft, womanly arm draped itself around my shoulder.

“Tillie, isn’t this place amazing?” Charity asked, giving me a squeeze before she moved to sit on the bar stool beside me. I looked away from the hot drummer over to my friend. She had on a silver sequin dress that stopped at the top of her thighs, showing off her long tanned legs made longer by her spiky black heels. Her blonde hair was pin straight and she was rocking a smoky eye shadow with a deep plum color on her full, pouty lips.

“It is, the guys are.”

“So hot right?” She finished off my sentence, giving me a wide grin before looking over at the band that was playing on stage. Her eyes landed on the singer and I knew that look in her eyes. Charity had spotted her prey for the night. “Was Jake cool with you coming out with me tonight?”

“I should hope he was, considering how I found him…” I answered, picking up my tumbler and finishing off my drink. “We broke up.”

*What?” she asked, looking away from the stage.

“There was some girl at his apartment wearing one of his shirts. She called herself more than his girlfriend.” | finished off my drink, setting it down onto the glass tabletop. Leaning over, I rested my elbow on to the table and let my chin fall into my palm. “He told me that he rejected me. It was super weird.”

“Rejected you?” Charity asked, her head whipping away from the stage to look at me. Her lip was pulled back,

showing me her perfectly straight white teeth. “Like rejected? What an asshole.”

Then she growled at me.” I said with a shrug. “I know we weren’t in

said, her lips twisting up and her nose crinkled. “Different. But you know the best way to get over him is to drink and dance the night away with some smoking hot

was weird, too. Is it really?” I asked, smirking at my

She said,

not a doctor yet.” I

squeezed my hand before pulling me out onto the dance floor. We weaved

her head

were locked on her and I watched her lips move, but the word was too low

I shouted, trying to

just a second and she pulled her gaze away from him. “Yeah, I just, I’m

the man on stage. We danced until both of us were laughing and a little sweaty. Jake was the last thing on my mind as I spent time having fun with my friend. My eyes moved to the stage, back to the hot drummer, He was watching me with

think you may have found your guy for the night.” Charity laughed beside me, bumping her shoulder with mine. “He’s been

could tell. You can’t keep your eyes off the singer.” I giggled as the

pointed to her

eyes at you.” I said, bumping my

“He’s lickable.”

tight against his chest accentuating how thin he was. Leather pants looked painted onto his legs, silver chains completed the look, making him look every bit the hungry artist. His dark brown hair was

all, he was

type.” I

the sexy drummer man is, I think you’re