Page 30 of How to Love a Rockstar

“And I will.”

“You will? Did you meet someone?”

I chuckle. “I meant in the future.” In the near future, if I have my way. But I need to fix my fuck up first.

“You’re not the youngest anymore.”

“Mom, I’m twenty-nine. I have time.”

She sighs. “What else have you been up to?”

I fill her in on the album we’re recording and how it’s going. And then we chat for a few minutes about my sisters before I hang up.

Damn. How am I going to figure out who Virginia is now? I can’t ask Mom for my yearbook. She’d ferret out I have ‘girl’ issues and be on the next plane to Denver to meet her. But I don’t have a girlfriend. Unlike Cash who has the love of his life in his arms right now.

Hold on. Indigo and Virginia were friends in high school. She’s bound to have the yearbook. If not, she can fill me in on all the details. I send Cash a message and ask him to come over ASAP.

I’m nearly finished picking up the mess I made of my apartment when Cash bursts inside. “What’s the emergency?”

“What happened?” Gibson asks as enters with Jett and Gibson.

I groan. “You had to bring the entire band with you?”

“And me!” Indigo is the last to arrive.

Cash shrugs. “I can’t help it. They stick to me like barnacles.”

“Ew.” Gibson makes a face. “Gross. I’m not a barnacle. I’m a cute and cuddly koala.”

Indigo laughs. “Do you know half of the wildlife population of koalas has chlamydia?”

“I do not have chlamydia. I get tested regularly.” Gibson sounds proud of himself.

“Maybe you should stop comparing yourself to animals and people, Casanova.” I make sure to emphasize the Casanova.

“Librarian.” Gibson shivers.

“What’s wrong with a librarian?”

“Nothing when the librarian is a sexy thing like yours is.”

He’s lucky I don’t hit him. But I won’t since he recognized how Virginia is mine. And she will be – as soon as she realizes I’m not an asshole.

“Ten bucks says the ‘emergency’ has to do with Virginia,” Jett says.

Gibson rolls his eyes. “No bet. Of course, it has to do with Virginia.”

Fender grunts in agreement before making a beeline for the kitchen and opening the refrigerator. “There’s no food in here.”

“Is there food in your refrigerator?”

“Yes.”

“Big guy here keeps us fully stocked,” Jett says.

Fender glares at him. “Stop eating my food.”

Jett bats his eyelashes. “What happened to what’s mine is yours?”

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