“To my house?”
He shrugs. “I told you I was hungry.”
“I’m starved,” Jett says. “They didn’t feed me in jail.”
“Didn’t you ring Aurora to save you?” Gibson asks.
Jett glares at him. “I don’t need Aurora to save me.”
“Sure, you don’t.”
They follow Fender to the kitchen table where he’s laying out plates. Gibson snatches a slice of bacon but Fender slaps his hand.
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you to share?”
Cash groans as he joins them in the kitchen. “Everyone, behave.”
“Happy?” Dylan asks once we’re alone in the living room.
More than I can ever express. But I don’t want to jinx it. “I am.”
“Not annoyed these yahoos messed with our sexy times?”
“Our sexy time window didn’t close. We can always open another one.”
He smirks. “Hell yeah, we can.”
He kisses my nose before going to help the guys with the food.
I scan the group. The man I love is here. The best friend I consider a sister is here. As is her boyfriend who is now a friend as well. And then there are the three bandmates who are doing their best to make me feel welcome.
I didn’t only find a man I love. I found a family.
Chapter 29
Surprise attack – unexpected and scary as hell
Virginia
Dylan hauls me into his arms. “I feel bad leaving you.”
“You’re not leaving me, leaving me. You’re going away for one night.”
I don’t want him to go anywhere, but this is what I signed up for when I fell in love with a rockstar. Now is not the time for my stage five clinger tendencies to engage.
“I still feel bad.”
It’s probably wrong how much I’m enjoying him feeling bad. But him feeling bad shows he cares, he truly cares.
“You won’t be gone long,” I remind him. “You’ll be home tomorrow.”
“I wish I could send Gibson or Jett in my place but Cash and I always do the promo for our new music.”
“With good cause.” I’m well aware of how much a troublemaker Jett is and Gibson doesn’t seem to be far behind him.
Dylan scowls. “I’m sorry about Jett. I promise he’s a good guy. An idiot. But a good guy.”
I pat his chest. “I know.”