The only thing he had on his mind when he left the club was telling Jojo how he really felt. But as he sat in the driveway of her parents’ house, he couldn’t help but wonder what Jagger had told her to make her not go back to the dance studio. Then he wondered if Jojo would come and talk to him, or if she would have her father tell him to leave. Frank was a big man, but Owen had decided he wasn’t going to leave until Jojo heard his side of the story. And if that meant letting Frank beat the shit out of him, then so be it. The reason behind that thought was… beating up the girl of your dreams father wouldn’t have been the best way to tell a woman that you were in love with her.
He must have been sitting there for ten minutes trying to figure out what he was going to say to Jojo, and what he could say to Frank to have Jojo come out and talk to him. But after another minute, he pulled the keys out of the ignition and shoved them into his pocket.
He knocked on the front door and heard footsteps. When the door opened, his heart sank when it wasn’t the little woman he wanted to see. “Hey Owen,” Frank said, but then looked at his watch, then back up. “Aren’t you supposed to be on stage about now?”
At first, Owen was surprised at how Frank was acting. He thought for sure Jojo’s dad would be pissed off about him liking Jojo. One would think the brother’s craziness stemmed from the dad. But maybe it was all Jagger. “Ah, yeah, I guess I should be. But I needed to talk to Jojo first. Is she here?”
Frank shook his head. “No, she took Charlette’s old escort and took off to go practice again.”
“Cool, thanks!” He said, running for the car.
“Sure thing.” Frank shrugged.
When Owen peeled out of the driveway, Frank was still at the door, staring at him like he had gone bat shit crazy. But he didn’t care, he needed to find out what Jagger had said to Jojo, but he thought it must have been pretty damn bad.
When Owen pulled into the parking lot, he saw the old ford escort parked out front of the dance studio. He parked next to it turned off the music and slumped back into the seat. For as long as he could remember, he’d never really wanted anyone in his life permanently. He was okay with Maria doing her thing and fucking around with other guys because he was doing the same thing to her. There was a time when he thought he could be in love with her… but it was short-lived. In the end, it was Maria that wanted to take their relationship to another level, and was pissed when he said no. But now the shoe was on the other foot. He wanted Jojo, he wanted her to love him like he loved her. Never in his life had he wanted something so badly, and never had he felt so helpless. “Fuck it!” He growled then popped a mint into his mouth before getting out of the car.
He didn’t walk straight to the front of the studio; instead, he walked on the sidewalk a couple stores down before taking a peek inside to see what his princess was doing. The hard rock blared through the window making the glass vibrate, and when he saw her, he stood there in aww. Jojo was dancing, and it was unlike anything he’d seen before. It was a mix of ballet, and thrasher rock. There had been a couple times he had gotten on YouTube to check out some ballet dancing, and he found it was dull as fuck. But to watch Jojo, it was sexy as hell!
To watch her dance was memorizing… and it was more than amazing, it was beautiful. Every move she made looked like she was floating on a breeze. The way she could balance herself in those silky pink slippers made him rock hard. Her body swayed to the music, her feet pointed, jumped, and twirled in time with the beat, and he knew right then that ballet was his new favorite kind of dancing, and he would never be the same again.
She wasn’t looking at herself in the mirror, which was good because he stepped into the place without her noticing. He leaned up against the wall and watched her for about five minutes until she looked up and saw his reflection. She screamed and shot around staring at him. He pulled himself off the wall and took a step in her direction. “Hey princess,” He started, but Jojo didn’t budge. Just stood there with her hand over her heart and taking deep breaths to catch her breath. “When I didn’t see you at the club tonight, I decided to see what was going on.” He said walking slowly over to where she stood. But she still didn’t say anything. “So, I came over because I wanted to talk to you…” He started but stopped when she reached up and smacked him across the face, and pretty damn hard.
“You can get the hell out of here!” She shouted over the music and turned to leave when he took her arm.
“I’m not leaving until I find out what Jagger told you.”
Her brows pinched together, and her lips were tight as she went and turned off the music, then turned back around. “You want to know what he told me?” She growled.
“Yeah, I do.” Already preparing himself.
“You already know what he told me.”
Owen stood there, not knowing what was said because there were so many things for Jagger to choose from. “I don’t know what he said, but I know it made you mad at me.”
“Mad at you?” She scoffed rolling her eyes. “It makes me hate the sight of you!”
Sex, it had to be the fucking sex that Jagger blabbed about… “Then why don’t you tell me what he said, and I’ll tell you if it is true or not.”
“Fine, then you asked for it.” She snapped and a finger tapped on her arm. “He told me that he asked you to be nice to me. That the only reason that you’ve been taking me out is because he wanted you to! So, are you going to tell me that my brother was lying to me?”
His hand went up and ran through his hair, knowing the truth was the only way to salvage this. “Yes, I told him that I would be nice to you. Even take you out on a couple dates.” He confessed, and then she smacked him again. “Jojo, let me explain…”
“Explain what? That I thought you liked me, that I got the wrong idea? That you were only nice to me because of my brother?!” She hissed as some tears started to roll down her cheeks. “Oh, how you must have really gotten off seeing me fawn all over you like some stupid little lost puppy. I can only imagine how you and the guys got a good laugh at my expense!”
“It wasn’t like that…” He growled putting his hand next to her head as he stood over her. “I never made fun of you or talked about you.”
“Because I was nothing more than entertainment for your ego!”
“You’ve got it all wrong.” He assured her.
Jojo shook her head and started to push him away. “Just go, Owen. I don’t ever want to see you again, okay.” She said, moving to the side to leave.
His arm shot up, taking her by the waist to stop her. “Hey, I’m not going anywhere until you let me tell you my side of this. Because the truth is after the first time I saw you, I could have given two shits that you were Jagger’s sister. I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and knew I would stop at nothing to have you be mine.”
She pulled free from his grip and backed up until she hit the wall and crossed her arms. “Like I’m going to believe anything you have to say to me now.”
“Well, I guess I’m going to have to convince you that what I’m going to tell you is the truth.”
“And what are you going to tell me to make me believe that?”
“That I’m in love with you.” His voice rumbled as he dipped his head closer to hers.
That hard frown on her face softened, and her eyes widened. “What?”
“You heard me. I said that I love you.”
“No, you don’t.” She growled.
“I think I can tell when I’m in love with someone or not.” He chuckled, but then his hand went back to her waist and feeling the curve of her hip. “Do you think I’ve been hanging out with you for the last five months just to be nice to Jagger?”
Her eyes dropped, and she turned her head away. “Maybe…”
“Look. I might love Jagger like my own brother, but not that much. You think I would take out a girl and spend every waking second with her if I wasn’t interested in her?” He chuckled.
“But, you said yes to him on pretending to be nice to me.” She reminded.
“That was only because I saw you and thought it was the best way to get to know you without Jagger going crazy on my ass. If I wasn’t interested, I would have found a way to get Jagger and Axle off my back… and it wouldn’t have been a big deal to either of them if I told them no.”
She looked back up at him. “I don’t know if I can believe you, Owen.”
His hand came up from her waist and caressed her cheek. “Then let me show you that I meant every word I said.” Then leaned down and kissed her lips gently.
Her arms came up and tried to push him away as she flushed. “Stop it, I’m all sweaty.”
He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sound of her voice. “Don’t be embarrassed princess. Like I told you before… I don’t mind sweaty. In fact, I really like it.” He said then kissed her again. His arm went around her back, pushing her body closer while his tongue asked for permission to taste her, and when she opened her lips for him, that’s what he did. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and his dick was throbbing so hard he thought he might go insane if he didn’t have her soon. But he knew Jojo was different, and he had to calm down and take things slow.
She moaned as they fell against the wall, and the kissing wasn’t enough for both of them. But she pulled away from the kiss. “I, uh, I don’t think this is such a good idea.” She murmured.
“Well, because Jagger told me what you are into when it comes to sex… and I’m not into that sort of stuff.” She whispered turning away. “I don’t want someone to hurt me when I’m having sex with them. It kind of scares me actually.”
Fucking Jagger, Owen could only imagine what he told Jojo, and he was definitely going to have some words with him over it. But right now, there was only one woman he wanted, and he didn’t want her to be scared of him. He put his finger under her chin. “I might have been into some things that are off the beaten track. But your body isn’t meant for punishing princess; it’s meant for me to worship it.” His voice rumbled into her ear.
“But if you like to spank women and have sex with multiple people…” She stopped and swallowed before she started to speak again making him cuss out his best friend a hundred different ways. “Then, I don’t know if you would be happy with someone like me.”
“Let me tell you something right now. I’ve never cared for any woman, and I sure in hell never loved any woman before I met you. But now, however my princess wants me to take her, her wish will be my command.” He answered, kissing her neck.
Her head fell back, and her fingers grabbed a hold of his shirt. “So, does this mean you want me to be your girlfriend?”
He chuckled as he looked into her eyes. “Girlfriend is a good start. But I see us being a hell of a lot more to each other.” then retook her lips so he could show her.
His hands slid down, taking her ass in hand and pressing his erection into her soft stomach, making him groan and then stop. He was ready to take her right against the fucking wall and wasn’t going to give two shits who was watching in five more seconds. “Jojo, I’m not going to be good much longer if we keep this up. So, either I take you back to your parent’s place, or I take you back to mine… it’s up to you.”
She was quiet for a couple minutes before she bit her lip and stared up at him with those piercing blue eyes. “If I said I wanted to go back to your place, would you mind if I took a shower?”
The smile on his face grew and then chuckled. “If it’s a shower you want, it’s a shower you’ll get princess.” Was all he said as he took her by the waist, picked up her duffel bag, and led her to the door.