No Quarter (NOLA's Own #2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

volunteered to accompany me. I thought she just wanted to show the world that she looked fabulous in a pair of jeans. I couldn’t blame her.
    “Jason is so bored. I think he made the guys take him into the music room to help today,” Sheri said.
    The dude behind the counter handed me a half-pound of scallops and shrimp.
    “And a half-pound of clams and that fillet of catfish.” I pointed to the one I wanted. “Well, I’m sure he’ll be all right as long as he doesn’t overdo anything,” I assured Sheri.
    A small gourmet coffee stand was located at the exit, and we grabbed two creamy frappés to enjoy on the ride home in the Black Beauty. After dropping the seafood in the cooler of ice we’d brought with us in the bed of the truck, we hopped in, slurping our frosty treats.
    “Jason wanted to have sex last night,” Sheri said in a hushed voice. “And he got mad at me when I told him no.”
    “He should probably wait,” I told her.
    “That’s what I said,” she replied. “His face is still in a lot of pain, but I think his feelings were hurt worse. It’s like he’s afraid he’s no longer attractive. I tried to tell him that I still thought he was beautiful, but he just kicked me out. Even when I brought him his breakfast this morning, he didn’t say anything to me. No, that’s not true. He told me my scrambled eggs sucked. He drank all the juice though.”
    I cracked up. “What a brat!”
    Sheri grinned. “Yeah, he can be a fucking diva when he doesn’t get his way. I think…” Her face fell a little. “I think he thinks I’m not interested in him anymore.”
    “Are you?”
    “Very much so. If anything, I think his crooked nose is going to make him look even hotter—you know, once all the swelling goes down. His face was too perfect before. He almost looked angelic. Now, he’ll have a little bit of a dangerous edge.”
    I couldn’t help it. I lost my shit, laughing. “Yeah, I can see that.” Phil is like that. He has this incredible energy that practically screams primal sex and thrilling danger—no busted face required.
    “I don’t know how to reassure him. I think he already feels rejected, and now, he won’t forgive me.” She sighed.
    “I don’t get that,” I said, sobering up. “How can he feel rejected? You’ve been taking care of him from morning till night. To me, that speaks devotion.”
    “He thinks I’m doing it because it’s my job.”
    Deciding I was just going to come out and say it, I asked, “What’s the deal with you two, Sheri? He seems pretty territorial with you, but then—”
    “He lets me blow his bandmates,” she stated flatly.
    “Well, I was going to say, he can be pretty mean to you, too. I get the feeling that he’s madly in love with you, but he doesn’t want to admit it.”
    “Oh,” she said, blushing. She quickly sipped on her coffee and then cleared her throat. “Well, that’s probably because he told me once, and I never said anything back.”
    “You don’t love him?” I found that surprising.
    “I don’t know. I can’t imagine my life without him. And I don’t want to sleep with anyone else. He seriously turns me on. But…I guess I’m just waiting for the day when he wakes up and realizes he can do better.”
    “Why do you say that? You’re a good person, Sheri. You love these boys like family, and I know they feel the same way about you.”
    “I don’t know about that,” she said, her voice sad.
    “Well, I do. When Phil told you to get out that day, Jason was ready to go to war for you. He wants you around, and I know Phil really does, too. Now…do you want to talk about the blow-job thing or…”
    She cleared her throat again. “Sometimes, I need more than Jason to get off.”
    Brain fart. “I’m sorry?”
    “It’s a thing I have,” she admitted quietly. “Sometimes, I can’t have an orgasm unless I’m going down on a guy at the same time. So, I blow the guys while Jason fucks me. He’ll do that for me. And