Page 89 of How to Catch a Rockstar

“Sorry. Sometimes it’s fun to be the grumpy person. Instead of the one dealing with the grump all the time.”

“And yet you love Fender.”

“And you love Jett.”

I scowl at her. “I thought this wasn’t going to be an interrogation.”

She shrugs. “Just putting it out there in case you need to talk.”

“I don’t need to talk. I need to work.”

She motions to my laptop. “You work while I prepare breakfast.”

“You don’t have to make me breakfast.”

“Um, yeah, I do. The longer I stay in your home, the more I can tease the gossip gals about how I know everything going on while they know nothing.”

I bark out a laugh. “You’re evil.”

“I prefer the word mischievous.”

My phone rings and my mood immediately plummets. “Sorry, I need to get this.”

“Pancakes it is.” She whirls around and marches to the kitchen.

I answer the phone. “What do you want?”

Mike launches into a list of items I need to get done now. So much for my week off and getting caught up on work.

I hang up my phone and Leia slides a plate of pancakes in front of me. “Eat.”

I’m not arguing with a plate of homemade pancakes. I dig in.

She sits across from me as I eat. “Have you considered quitting your job and starting your own management firm?”

“No.” Thought about it? Nearly every damn day. Considered it? No way.

“You should consider it. I’m sure the band would hire you as their manager. Gibson wants to fire Mike anyway.”

“Firing Mike would be career suicide,” I say in between bites.

“Why? Don’t bands switch record labels all the time?”

I finish chewing my bite and set my fork down. Leia nods to the glass of orange juice. “You need your vitamins.”

I roll my eyes as I pick up the juice.

“Now explain to me why you’re an ‘assistant’ when you’re actually running the show,” Leia continues her barrage of nosiness.

“I’m not running the show.”

“And I don’t have a plot picked out to bury my boss in.”

I frown. “I thought you liked Brody.”

“I like Brody the man fine. Brody the boss, on the other hand? Him, I don’t like.”

“I’m sorry.”

---