Moving Forward

You are Never too Old

Erica's POV

"Oh my, they were just too sexy for their own good." I was speaking to Delores on the phone, one of the women who had been at the Diner with me last night.

"I nearly peed myself when the one took off his shirt." Delores giggled. "I think I will switch all my romance novels to Vikings, I never realized how enthralling they could be."

"I think you will agree that the Native American and the Scottish made a great showing, as well." I did agree with her, the blonde-haired singer won easily. That throaty voice, his rock hard abs and those broad shoulders, I fanned myself, feeling flushed. Once they finished playing, the young girl fell asleep after climbing onto his lap. Seeing their faces so close together, you could tell they were brother and sister. He had been so sweet with her, so gentle, carrying her carefully so he would not wake her. I was envious; I would have enjoyed being the one curled on his lap and receiving all his attention.

"They were all drool worthy," Delores replied. "But there was just something about him, maybe because he could be Thor. I wanted to lick him and explore all those lovely muscles."

"Pat that firm butt," I added, unable to help myself. "I would love for him to carry me like he did his little sister."

"Mom," Kota sounded scandalized. "That is his daughter and he is too young for you." I turned swiftly only to find my son and several of his friends standing near the kitchen doorway. All of them were staring at me in shock. I could feel my cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. Leave it to my son to ruin my rare chance to fan girl.

"Oi, Kota, leave her alone." Gabriel chided him. "Let her have some fun, she isn't the only woman that is hot and bothered by Mr. Tall, Blond and Dangerous."

"Gabriel," Kota and I snapped at his youngest friend as one.

"Just saying," he muttered.

"We need to head out," North prevented us from saying more. "We don't want to be late."

North's POV

Last night had been awesome; the heavy metal songs they covered were many of my favorites. I needed to ask Uncle the song titles since there were a few songs I had never heard before and the other guys did not know them. I nearly crapped myself when Luke played lead guitar for Iron Man, I was surprised that he knew how to play it. The song was not one I would normally connect with my brother; I always thought he was more techno or Country. I guess I was wrong.

Seeing Luke on stage last night, it brought home how little I really knew him. He tried so hard to get me to talk to him when I first arrived and I had been a complete ass to him. Still was most of the time. I think he has given up on me, that I rebuffed him one too many times. As usual, all I thought about was myself. I did not stop to think about how he had been affected by everything. He had never even met his dad or seen him in the distance. Then he learns his dad, who had not wanted him, is raising some other person's kid as his own. That had to hurt. Then I show up here and start taking everything from him. His home, his friends, even the Jeep Uncle got him for his birthday and he still did not know about it because I was still telling Uncle I was working on it. Shit, I was not letting him drive it; I was keeping it for myself even though I got the motorcycle I wanted. Uncle would never say anything, but I could see the disappointment in his eyes.

I was seriously fucked up and it was no wonder that the Academy was making me go to a therapist. I could not believe that I frightened a girl enough that she attacked me to get away from me. What was wrong with me that I thought it was okay to terrorize a little kid because I was mad at Doc.? She was right where she was supposed to be, I was the one who did not belong there. I bullied a girl just because I was bigger than she was and I could get away with it. I got what I deserved when she kicked my ass. Then my own brother, who was smaller than I am, took me out with ease. Humiliation I brought on myself by doing something stupid. Once I learned whom the man was that I sparred with, I knew he went a lot lighter on me then he should have. I saw the bruises I had put on her when I body slammed her, I would have murdered anyone who had done that to my daughter. Then to have Silas remind me that they were the ones who got us out of Greece, who had stayed with us to keep us safe and paid us to be their tour guide so we would have money when we arrived in the states. Yeah, I bet they wished they had not helped me now.

The girl, she was not as young as I thought, just tiny. When she had taken off the baggy t-shirt, I nearly swallowed my tongue. She definitely was not a kid and had the curves to prove it. I think we were all jealous over the way she hung onto Luke and Vic, hugging and kissing their cheeks. Then at the Diner last night, she looked hot up there on that stage. Shit, she could move and sing, triple hot. The way her hips moved when she played the bongo drums heated more one male up.