Danny
“Let’s go,” I say softly, and we flank Sasha as we make our way back to the car. Xander gives us the finger as we pull away, and the ride home is mostly silent as Sasha shivers into Theo’s arms in the backseat.
“I just don’t understand it,” he says, shaking his head as he holds his sister. “He’s a piece of shit, Sash. Why do you stay?”
She takes a deep, slow breath before answering. Tears fill her eyes as my gaze meets hers in the rearview mirror.
“Because I love him,” she says weakly, and Mark huffs and shakes his head. So does Theo.
“One day it will be worse than this,” I tell her. “One day he might hurt you beyond repair, Sasha. And then what?”
“I won’t let it get that far.”
“Just come home,” Theo insists. The desperation in his voice is evident, and my heart skips a beat for him. We all love Sasha, but the two of them are twins. There’s no escaping their bond.
“I like my team,” she says, though not as confidently as she once did. “I like my team, and I love Xander. Why can’t you get that through your head?”
The rest of the ride is silent, and it’s started to rain by the time we pull up to the house and race inside. Sasha goes straight to the fridge for a beer, and we do the same before taking seats in the living room, listening to the rain patter softly on the roof above our heads.
“You had auditions today, right?” Sasha asks as she takes a sip of her beer. “How did it go?”
Mark and Theo scoff at the same time, and Sasha looks at me. I shrug. “A few decent ones. A few bad ones.”
“Anyone you guys want on the team?”
Theo and Mark shoot me a glance as if to tell me to keep my mouth shut, but I ignore them.
“There’s a girl I think is excellent,” I admit. “But Mark and your brother don’t like her.”
“Why?” Sasha asks, glancing at the other two. “Is she good?”
“Very good,” I insist. “I think it’s personal.”
Theo and Mark exchange a glance, rolling their eyes. “She’s going to be trouble,” Theo says. “I just get that vibe from her.”
Sasha ponders this, taking another drink of her beer. “Xander is determined to beat you guys this year. He’s got Electric Motion practicing three hours a day to rival you at nationals.” She pauses, looking between us. “He’d kill me if he knew I was spilling the beans to you, but I’d suggest if you find some decent dancers, you take them on. You’ll need all the help you can get if Rhythm Renegades want to beat us this year.”
Theo’s lip curls up in a snarl. “We beat them last year. Why would this year be any different?”
Sasha laughs. “Because I’m on the team this year.”
“Watch yourself, sis,” Theo says. He’s teasing, but I can see the jealousy behind his eyes.
As I lay in bed that night, I can't stop thinking about Faith. I know that she's the key to our success, and I can't deny that I'm attracted to her, but do Theo and Mark have a point? Would Faith be more trouble than she’s worth?
I think of her flawless face and curvy hips again, and I start to get hard under the blankets. It’s been a long time since someone has invoked such a strong physical response from me.
With a soft moan, I grip my cock under the sheet and begin to pleasure myself, imagining that Faith is next to me in bed, her long, slender legs wrapped around my waist, plump pink lips kissing my neck, my chest, and my dick. As I reach climax, Faith’s face flashing before me, I make up my mind.
We’ll invite her to be a Renegade dancer. And if we’re lucky, she might even say yes.
I get up and hop in the shower to clean up before coming back to bed. I pull out the notepad from my backpack, the one that has Faith’s name and phone number on it from the earlier audition. Then I reach for my phone, input her number, and text her a message.
We’d love to have you on the team if you’re still interested. Please let us know ASAP - Danny
With a smile of contentment, I fall back against my pillow and set the phone aside, hoping for a quick answer but knowing I probably won’t get one. Just as I’m about to drift off to sleep, my phone dings and I grab for it, squinting at the screen.
I’ll think about it.