Page 109 of How to Catch a Rockstar

“I don’t know why she was pissed.”

“Seriously? You have no clue?” Dylan shakes his head. “I wouldn’t let my woman get mad at me in the hospital.”

I rear back. “Virginia is mad at you all the time. You’re overprotective and driving her nuts.”

“And she puts up with me because she loves me.”

“Aurora loves me.”

Dylan grins. “And do you love her?”

I rub a hand over my heart where it hurts from Aurora kicking me out of the hospital room. All I wanted was to make sure our baby is safe. But she got mad and threw a pillow at me.

“What did you say to her?” Gibson asks.

I collapse on the sofa as I think back to the hospital room. There was no relief when the doctor said the baby was fine. Terror had me in its tight grip.

“Dr. Edwards said the baby could be in danger from how much Aurora works.”

“Beep!” Gibson shouts. “Try again.”

“You were eavesdropping.” I lunge at him but Dylan blocks me.

“No fighting,” he orders.

I point to Gibson. “He offered to fight me earlier.”

Gibson peers around Dylan’s shoulder. “I offered to spar with you to stop you from spiraling into despair.”

I fist my hands. “Spar? Fight? Same thing.”

Dylan shoves me onto the sofa. “No, it’s not. Stop being an asshole.”

“Are you kidding me? I’m the asshole?” I pound my fist on my chest. “I wasn’t the one who listened in at the door of a hospital room where I didn’t belong.”

Gibson crosses his arms over his chest and glares down at me. “And you weren’t the one who listened in at the window when Mercy and I had our fight.”

I shrug. “You were drunk. I knew you wouldn’t remember what an idiot you were being.”

“You’re not drunk. What’s your excuse for being an idiot?”

I fly at him but this time Fender steps in my way. “Sit down.” I try to go around him but he picks me up by the back of my shirt and dumps me on the sofa. “I said sit down.”

“Being half a foot taller than me does not give you permission to throw me around.”

“Stop being an asshole and I’ll stop throwing you around.”

“I didn’t throw you around when you were an idiot about Leia.”

He grins. “Because you can’t.”

Cash pushes his way in front of Fender. “As much fun as it is to watch Fender use actual words instead of grunting, this isn’t helping.”

“Helping what?”

He frowns at me. “Helping you get Aurora back.”

“She didn’t break up with me. She’s mad but she’ll get over it. She’ll realize I’m right.”

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