Page 109 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“Did you just notice the ring?” Leia sighs. “You’re not very good at this snooping thing.”

“I’m nosy, not a snoop.”

“It’s good you understand your limitations.”

“Dylan and I are engaged and I’m pregnant,” Virginia announces. “And now we’re done discussing me. We have a heartbroken woman to comfort.”

Indigo jumps up. “On it.”

“What is she doing?” I ask. “She doesn’t have an initiation ceremony for heartbroken women, does she? I’m not drinking a unicorn’s tears.”

“Don’t be silly,” Indigo says as she returns with a charcuterie board. “Unicorns don’t have tears since they never cry.”

She sets the board on the table. My eyes widen at the amount of sugar it contains. There are two bowls filled with chocolate dip as well as berries, candies, cookies, pretzels, and nuts.

“Is sugar supposed to cure a broken heart?” I ask but I don’t hesitate to dip a chocolate chip cookie in chocolate and shove it in my mouth.

Indigo’s cheeks darken. “Since you don’t drink, I thought this was a good idea.”

I moan as I chew the cookie. “Not judging you. And I need the recipe for this cookie and dip.”

“Great.” Indigo rubs her hands together. “Time to get started.”

I grab another cookie. If she’s going to interrogate me, I deserve some chocolate at least.

“Are there any circumstances under which you would forgive Gibson for what he said and did?”

I narrow my eyes on her. “I get you know we broke up. I wasn’t exactly quiet when I returned home last night and Uncle Mercury is a blabbermouth.”

“And I saw you leaving Gibson’s house,” Leia interrupts to say.

“Still, how do you know what Gibson said and did?”

“Trade secret,” Indigo claims.

Leia giggles. “Trade secret, my ass. Jett never left. He eavesdropped at the back window.”

I groan. “And then he told the whole world my boyfriend thinks I’m a bitch.”

“I hate the word bitch,” Virginia mutters. She’s not the only one. “But Jett did blab to the rest of the band. They’re over there now dealing with him.”

“Which is why we aren’t at my house,” Leia says. “No one trusts Gibson to not come after you if he knows where you are.”

I snort. “Gibson isn’t going to come after me. I told him I loved him and he didn’t respond. I think it’s safe to say our relationship is dead and buried.”

“No, it isn’t,” Indigo sings.

“Out with it.” I’m done playing games. Either she tells me what she knows or I’m getting my hands on her stove. I’m a mechanic. I can cause considerable damage with a gas stove.

“The band gave Gibson an ultimatum,” Leia says. “Get sober or they’re kicking him out.”

I purse my lips. “Ultimatums don’t work. Trust me. I know.”

“Except.” Indigo grins. “When the person given an ultimatum figures the only way to win back the woman he loves is to get sober.”

“Gibson doesn’t love me.”

“Then why did he refuse to go to rehab until after he realized you were done with him?”

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