Page 87 of Rock On

“So, how’s it really going?” Z asked once Presley brought me a plate. Everyone was talking amongst themselves around the table and Z and I were at the end.

“It’s good,” I said. “Really good. Harley and I…”

“Yeah?” He didn’t look surprised. “It’s about damn time.”

I frowned. “Really?”

He frowned back. “Well, yeah. You two were made for each other. I didn’t know exactly what happened between you, but it kind of makes sense now. Carter accidentally getting her pregnant and you not being able to have kids. I mean, she was probably freaking out.”

“But we all thought she cheated,” I protested.

“You thought she cheated,” he said, shrugging. “We thought there was more to the story.”

“So, I was the only one who believed it?” Great. Now I felt even worse than I had to begin with.

“You were hurt and too close to it to see things clearly,” he said. “But we all knew Carter and Harley wouldn’t have carried on behind your back. If she was pregnant, there had to be a reasonable explanation that didn’t include cheating. We were just waiting for someone to get their head out of their ass. Can I assume that’s finally happened?”

I snorted. “It’s a long story, but yeah, head has been extricated and we’re working on things.”

“Then why isn’t she here?”

“Something going on with Wynter, so she needed to be at home tonight. But you’ll see her tomorrow. And probably a lot after that.” I paused. “I also need a favor.”

“Anything.”

“I’d like her to be in one of our new videos. I know the first one is already in production, and the second one is supposed to be clips from performances, but what about if we do something different for ‘Destiny and Dust.’ Instead of the mirage of live shots.”

“What are you thinking?”

“A throwback to our very first video.”

“The one she was in.”

I nodded. “I know it’s a little off brand for us right now, but I want this. I need it. I need it for her. It’s hard to explain.”

“You don’t have to explain,” he said softly. “If you need it, we’ll make it happen.”

“What are we making happen?” Kellan asked from Z’s other side.

“What about a throwback style video for Destiny?” Z asked casually. “Something along the lines of the ‘Shiny Pieces’ video? Old school.”

“Oh, would Harley come back and make a cameo?” King asked, his eyes meeting mine.

He somehow knew I’d already suggested that but was playing dumb so it would seem like his idea.

I wasn’t sure why, but I loved him for it.

This would make it less embarrassing for Harley, and he knew that too.

God, I fucking loved these guys.

“I’m not sure how she’ll feel,” I said slowly. “She’s a little self-conscious about her body after having a baby, but I think she’s as perfect as ever.”

“Have we seen the post-baby body?” Kellan asked, arching his brows.

I gave him a look. “Dude. Seriously?”

“What?” He held up his hands, palms up. “Because we’ve never talked about our sex lives before? What did they do to you in rehab—take out your fun lobe?”

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