Page 37 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“Opening act just started.”

“Are they any good?”

“Is who any good?”

She huffs. “The opening act. Are they any good?”

“I don’t know. Aurora picks a local band wherever we stop.”

“Who’s Aurora?”

Do I detect a hint of jealousy in her voice? I need to shut this down. I don’t do jealous women. I am my own man and I’ll do what I want.

But Mercy’s jealousy has me smiling. I like this woman. I enjoy her spunk. Her sassiness. I bet she’s fun in bed. My cock twitches at the idea. He’s ready to explore her sassy mouth.

He’s been ready since the kiss in the brewery. The kiss I’ve imagined while I’ve been in the shower with my hand on my cock more times than I can count. Those dark red lips would look sexy wrapped around me while she sucks me off.

“Hello! Gibson are you there?”

“I’m here.” My voice comes out gruff so I try again. “I’m here. Aurora is the band’s assistant.”

“Oh.”

“Jett’s obsessed with her,” I blurt out.

“Seriously? Tell me more. Are they having a secret relationship? But everyone knows about it and pretend they don’t? Do they have a secret code?”

“They’re not having a secret relationship but they want each other.”

“Why aren’t they involved?”

“Jett doesn’t do relationships.”

“Why not?”

“It’s his story to tell.”

“Gotcha.”

I wait for her to pry. Women always do. They want to know everything. And once they do, they use all of your secrets against you. I shouldn’t have told her about Aurora and Jett.

“Today was my first day working with Basil.”

Maybe she won’t pry into my life.

“Yeah? How did it go?”

“It was good to get my hands on an engine again. I missed it. We’re working on a Camaro now. She’s a beauty. I spent the day under her hood working on her.”

I wish she’d spent the day under my hood working on me. Her hands touching every inch of my skin.

I clear my throat and force those thoughts away. Mercy and I aren’t in an actual relationship. And love isn’t for me. I’ve seen how love can turn sour. I’m not interested in experiencing it again.

“And Mercury did okay while you were away?”

She sighs. “He says he was fine but I don’t think he drank anything all day. I’m worried he’s afraid to go to the bathroom when he’s alone.”

“What about adult diapers?”

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