Page 84 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

Leia chased the paps out of town with a shovel. We were away on tour but I wish I had been there. I bet it was glorious.

A reporter points at Jett’s forehead. “Can we ask how he got the new scar?”

Jett grins. “You noticed? How sweet.”

“What happened?” Another reporter shouts.

“Let me just say this. You can’t fight off a shark with a punch to the nose. It’s an urban legend.”

“You fought with a shark?”

Jett shrugs. “I’m sworn to secrecy.”

I chuckle. “Did the shark make you sign an NDA?”

“They’re called sharks for a reason.”

The DJ from the radio station out of Denver sponsoring today’s event stands on a table to gain everyone’s attention. “I hope you enjoyed the first portion of today’s event. If everyone will proceed to the door, the limos are ready to drive us to lunch.”

We retreat to the recording studio while the fans and press leave.

I sigh in relief. “I’m glad we’re done.”

Jett scowls at me. “You used to enjoy these events. But since you’ve been dating Mercy, you’re boring.”

“I’m not boring just because I don’t want to sign a woman’s pubic.”

I shiver. The woman with the boobs was not the last person to disrobe in front of me today. I can’t believe I used to enjoy this. There’s no challenge when a woman throws herself at you.

But Mercy? Now there’s a challenge. And I know the prize is worth the effort since I’ve had a glimpse of it already.

Chapter 24

Fear – an emotion Mercy didn’t realize she’d never felt before today

Mercy

“Uncle Mercury! Your breakfast is ready!” I holler down the hallway.

I frown when he doesn’t respond. Usually he’s up before me and watching some news program on television. No one needs to watch the news as much as he does.

“Mercury! Come on. No joking around today. I need to get to work.”

I check the clock. I really need to get going. A potential client is coming in this morning and I need to prepare. I’ve never done business with people with enough money to hire someone to restore a car worth more than my annual income before. It’s intimidating.

“Mercury,” I call again as I walk toward his room. I knock on the door but there’s still no answer.

“Are you in the toilet?” If Mercury isn’t watching news, he’s in the toilet. I spoke to the doctor, but she said it was normal.

“I’m coming in,” I warn before opening the door.

Mercury is still in bed. “Time to get up, Uncle Mercury.”

He doesn’t move. My heart stops at the vision of him lying still in the bed. I rush to him and shake his shoulder.

“Uncle, you okay?”

“Gonna sleep in today, Adhara.”

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