Page 90 of How to Love a Rockstar

“And how did Frick and Frack make it worse?”

“Frick and Frack?”

“Your asshole step-brothers.”

I glance away. “The usual. Putting needles in my room. Trying to scare me with them.”

“I’m going to kill those assholes.”

“You better avoid jail. I’m not one of those reality TV stars who gets married to a murderer.”

“I’m not going to kill them.” He kisses my nose. “But you can’t blame me for wanting to hurt the assholes who hurt the woman I love.”

The woman I love.I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of Dylan saying those words. A bomb of happiness detonates in my body when he does. It starts in my stomach and travels through my body until my fingers are tingling.

I palm his neck and haul him near to meld my lips to his. I sigh when his scent and taste hit me. He doesn’t waste any time plunging his tongue into my mouth. His tongue strokes against mine and now my body is tingling for an entirely different reason.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“No,” I groan.

“Ignore it,” Dylan growls against my mouth.

“We know you’re in there!” Indigo shouts loud enough to wake the entire town of Winter Falls.

I yank my mouth from Dylan’s. “She’s never going to go away.”

“Especially not when the entire band’s with her.”

“How do you know the entire band’s with her?”

He squeezes my hip before rolling out of bed. “They’re family.”

They’re family? What does ‘they’re family’ mean? And why does it mean they’re here at my apartment early in the morning?

“I’ll get rid of them,” Dylan declares before disappearing down the hallway.

I snuggle back into the bed. I rub my legs together in anticipation of all the things Dylan and I can do together in this bed once we’re alone again.

“I’m not leaving until I see Virginia with my own eyes!” Indigo yells. “I need to make sure she’s okay.”

There goes my idea of morning sexy times. I roll out of bed and put on a robe to hide my naked body before venturing into the living room where Dylan’s bandmates and Indigo stand staring Dylan down.

The moment I step into the room, Dylan tags my hand and hauls me near. “Sorry. I did try and get rid of them.”

Indigo plants her hands on her hips. “I told you. I’m not leaving until I can confirm Virginia’s okay.”

“You couldn’t wait until a decent hour?” Dylan asks.

Cash chuckles. “You’re lucky I got her to wait until this morning. She wanted to storm over here last night.”

Indigo steps closer. “You’re okay?” she whispers her question.

“I’m okay.”

“Does this mean I don’t get to kick Jett’s butt?”

Jett clears his throat and steps forward. “I’m sorry, Virginia.”

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