I wanted to toss my pen at him. And maybe a bucket of cold water. Was he seriously not going to sign because of that? Kiera seemed incredulous too as she muttered, “I thought it was supposed to be about the music?”

I automatically cringed, because I knew what he was going to say, and I knew Kiera wouldn’t like it. “No, no, I’m pretty sure it’s the pussy.”

Yep. Fucking Griffin.

Kiera leaned back and crossed her arms over her chest. I patted her thigh in silent apology for my bandmate, but she didn’t look any less irritated. I wanted to smack Griffin for his comment, but he was too far away. Thankfully, Anna smacked him for me.

Griffin turned to glare at her as he rubbed his head. “What?” he asked, genuinely perplexed. Anna rolled her eyes and shook her head, but even still, she looked more amused than anything else.

Matt laughed. “Dude, it doesn’t say you shouldn’t have sex. It says you should always use protection.” He rolled his eyes. “You can still sleep with them if you want, just wrap it up. And please do. The last thing the world needs is another you,” he said with a smirk.

Evan let out a low laugh as Griffin turned his heated eyes on Matt. “Fuck you, man.” Face softening, Griffin looked back at me. “Is that true? Do girls really do that?”

I wasn’t sure why he was asking me. It wasn’t like I had personal experience with that. But it wasn’t uncommon for Griffin to come to me on the rare occasion he had a dilemma. For some reason, he valued my opinion. By the look on his face, I could tell he wanted me to deny it. He wanted reassurance for the lifestyle he loved, wanted me to say something like, “No, the only thing girls are interested in is a few minutes with your body…don’t worry about it.” But he did need to worry about it, so I wasn’t going to tell him that. Instead, I told him what was, most likely, the truth.

“Some,” I said, squeezing Kiera’s leg in another quiet apology.

Looking annoyed for a different reason, Griffin finally picked up the pen. “Well, that’s fucked up,” he said, signing his name.

I wanted to sigh in relief, one because he was signing it, and two because he looked like he was genuinely contemplating that warning. Maybe he’d be more careful from here on out. Maybe.