Page 92 of How to Catch a Rockstar

“What did you do?”

I frown. “Why do you think I did anything?”

“Because you’re at my house instead of hovering over your woman.”

“I don’t hover over Aurora.”

He snorts. “And Dylan didn’t try to get Virginia to quit her job because being a librarian is too strenuous a job for a pregnant woman.”

“Dylan’s an overprotective idiot. Virginia is going to stab him in the eye one of these days.”

“Nah,” Gibson disagrees. “She’s gaga over his blue eyes. She’s more likely to hide his guitars away.”

“Glad I don’t play guitar.”

He cocks an eyebrow. “Because you think Aurora would hide your guitars?”

I blow out a breath. “You’re like a dog with a bone.”

“Woof. Woof.”

“Fine. Aurora told me she loves me and I didn’t respond.”

He studies me. “Not at all?”

I shake my head.

“You didn’t say, I don’t know, thank you or I care for you, too?”

“Nothing at all.”

“What did you do?”

“I may have run out of the house when Leia brought back the dog this morning.”

He laughs. “You are in so much trouble.”

I throw my water bottle at him. “Don’t be an asshole. I seem to remember Mercy telling you she loves you and you not even remembering because you were drunk off your ass.”

He sobers. “I fucked up. But I got my shit together now and I’m not doing anything to put my relationship with Mercy in jeopardy.”

“Good. I like Mercy. I don’t know what she sees in your ugly ass, but I don’t want her hurt.”

He picks my bottle up from the floor and hands it back to me. “What are you going to do about Aurora?”

I shrug. “Apologize?”

He groans. “Please don’t tell me you’re going to apologize for not loving her.”

Even I know better than that. “What do you think? I’m an idiot?”

“Dude, I’ve been on tour with you. I’ve watched you run around the tour bus convinced there were snakes all over your body. I’ve rushed to the hospital because you fell while climbing Mount Etna and fractured your leg.”

“What’s your point?”

“I know you’re an idiot.”

This time I make sure the cap on the water is off before I throw the bottle at him. He laughs as water sprays his sweatshirt.

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