[Book 1 in the Chaos series]
The Theory of Kayden:
- frontman of before the chaos
- typical bad boy
- grade a jackass
- caffeine addict
- my utter weakness
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\\ i'm gonna take good care of you
as soon as we get home
you worked your overtime all night
just keepin' me turned on
talkin' dirty, gettin' flirty up in the back booth
i think it's time we made this party little one-on-one \\
casey barnes - we're good together
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Thankfully, once we finished Grease (9/10 - lost a point for that flying car scene at the end... um, what was that?), Kade felt much better so we headed to the arena with just enough time for him to warm up and head on stage. We got plenty of accusing and curious looks from our friends, but nothing was said. Nothing happened.
Nothing that they want to hear, anyway. For us, a lot happened. Our relationship has completely shifted. We're no longer Calvin and Peach. We're Kade and Tay. We're balancing on the line between friends and something else. I don't even know when it happened. There was nothing to warn either of us of the change but now, it's happened and I don't think there's anything that can change that.
After the show, the Merry Band of Idiots decided that they were going to head to the casino for a bit of fun and we decided to have a night out. Kade needs something to get his mind off of things and I need a fucking drink.
So that's what we're doing.
"We like to drink with Taysie because Taysie is our mate! And when we drink with Taysie, she downs it all in eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three!"
I slam my cup down on the table with a grin. "Nailed it."
The six of them let out a cheer and I go over to the fridge to pull out another beer. Just as I pop the cap off, Theo lets out a gasp behind me.
"What?" Aiden asks, his eyebrows raised, almost a little too much.
"It's already half ten! We're not going to get our free entry in a minute!"
"In thirty minutes," Kade corrects, pointing the neck of his bottle at him, that stupid smirk on his face. I hate that smirk. I hate it because it causes funny things to happen to me.
I take a drink of my beer and slide into the seat next to Kade. Immediately, under the table so no one sees, his hand lands on my bare thigh. Instead of letting out the groan I want to as he moves it higher, I drink more beer because honestly, it might be the only thing to help me through tonight.
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And the beer helps. As does the tequila, the vodka and the rum. It's also the reason why I'm now chatting to everyone, including a very cute guy at the bar. He's not as hot as Kade, but he's not far off.
