Page 108 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“I know you’re heartbroken and I’m supposed to give you whatever you need, but I’m going to puke if the speed demon drives again.”

Indigo pushes me out of the way. “I’ll drive.”

“You’re not much better than her.”

“I got this.” Leia sits in the driver’s seat. “I know how to drive with precious cargo aboard.”

I sit on the golf cart next to Indigo as we drive away from the garage.

“I could have walked faster than this,” I mutter when Leia doesn’t increase the speed after joining the main road.

“Feel free to get out and walk,” Leia says. “Physical exercise is good for you.”

“Is it going to heal my broken heart?” I mutter.

Indigo wraps her arm around my shoulders. “Only time will help.”

We reach the house Indigo shares with Cash and pile out of the golf cart.

I pretend to fix my hair. “I don’t know, Leia. Any faster and we would have broken the sound barrier.”

She bumps my hip. “Be nice. Virginia is feeling queasy.”

Indigo’s nose wrinkles. “Why are you feeling queasy, Virginia?”

Virginia scans the area. “Not outside. There are spies everywhere.”

Once we’re settled in the living room, Indigo motions to Virginia. “Are you sick?”

Virginia wrings her hands together. “Not exactly.”

Indigo tilts her head and studies her friend. She gasps and her eyes widen. “You’re pregnant. Oh my god! You’re pregnant!”

She drags Virginia off of the couch and hugs her. Virginia pushes her off. “Queasy remember?”

“Gotcha!” Indigo runs off and returns with an empty trash can seconds later. “I’ve got you covered.”

“How did this happen? And why does Leia know but not me?” Indigo pushes out her bottom lip in a pout. “I’m supposed to be your best friend.”

Virginia settles on the sofa with the bucket in her arms. “One, I really hope you know how this happens. And, two, I didn’t tell Leia.”

“I figured it out when she got queasy while we were driving over to Mercy’s garage. I got car sick when I was pregnant with Isla,” Leia says.

Indigo settles next to Virginia on the couch. “I guess I forgive you.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“Congratulations, Virginia. I didn’t realize you were trying.” I waggle my eyebrows.

“Have you seen Dylan? Of course, I was trying. I want to give him babies and make a family with him.”

My stomach sours. I don’t know if I’m ready for babies yet, if ever, but I was ready to make a family with Gibson. And Uncle Mercury, of course. I can never forget him.

Virginia glances at me and winces. I guess I’m not hiding my heartbreak very well. “Shoot. I’m sorry, Mercy. Here I am all happy and you’re heartbroken.”

“It’s okay.” It’s not but at least if we discuss Virginia’s happiness we’re not discussing my heartbreak.

Indigo blows out a breath. “Good. Because I’m dying to ask about your ring.” She points to Virginia’s hand.

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