Page 12 of Forbidden Billionaire Rockstar

“Great,” I grumble.

Trevor saunters across the room, stopping at the hors d’oeuvres, and pops a cube of cheese into his mouth just as the rest of the guys come up beside him. I clear my throat, nudging my head toward the group, and clap a hand on Jace’s back with a smile.

“Duty calls got a rock band to rebrand and all that.”

He narrows his eyes at Trevor, jaw ticking, but he forces a smile and pushes away from the wall. “Right, see ya once the tour starts.” Before he can get too far away, he spins around and looks my frame up and down. “You should wear that skirt more often, though I wouldn’t mind if you showed off a little more leg.”

My pussy clenches at the compliment, causing me to rub my thighs together as discreetly as possible, and only after Jace is out of my view do I take a deep breath and strut over to Trevor. “You guys did great back there. The fans are going to love that new song!”

Ledger grunts in response, while Reggie and Drew nod in response.

Trevor, on the other hand, drapes an arm over my shoulder and pulls me into his side with a smile. “It’s all thanks to you, Mal. Suggesting we release a new single early, through the interview, was a great idea.”

Ledger nods toward me. “What’s next, coach?”

I smirk. “I need you to pose for a few pictures, mostly with that fancy guitar of yours, so I can try to get you this partnership.”

His eyebrows jump in the air. “Partnership?”

“I’m not just a pretty face, you know?”

He rolls his eyes and pushes away from the table with his eyes focused over my shoulder. “Yeah, we’ll see about that.”

Without another word, he walks past the rest of us and heads back out the entrance we walked through.

“Don’t mind him,” Trevor says beside me. “He’s always been a little slow with trusting people.”

When the door closes behind Ledger, I snap my attention back to the rest of the guys and clear my throat before stepping away from Trevor when I realize his arm is still draped over me. “For the rest of you, let’s get some traction on the new single.”

“Whatcha thinkin’?” Trevor asks, head cocked to the side.

“Let’s take it to social media, all the band accounts. Maybe we can make a small contest for the best cover of the song?”

Trevor nods slowly. “What would the winner get?”

“A couple of backstage passes or a free photo op if they attend a concert in the area?”

“I feel like the photo op idea is more appropriate for that kind of contest. We should go with that idea.”

I nod. “Great. In the meantime, I’m going to keep checking in with the rebranding. I’ve got a few people working on your website, submitting new merchandise designs, and I really think it will help you guys in the long run.”

Trevor throws his arms in the air and smiles. “You’re the boss, seems like you’re killin’ it so far to me. Not gonna step in your way.”

For some reason, Trevor isn’t the one I want to be hearing that from.

This is going to be a long few months on tour, that’s for sure. With Jace’s eyes burning into me every time we’re in the same room and Trevor’s friendly advances,

I’m walking a tightrope. One wrong move and I could lose everything I’ve worked for.

As I gather my things to leave, one thought echoes in my mind.

How am I going to survive this tour with my career – and my sanity – intact?

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Jace

My jaw clenches involuntarilyas I watch Trevor smile at Mallory. Again. The easy way he leans towards her, the sparkle in his eyes - it’s like a knife twisting in my gut. I have no right to feel this way, but try telling that to the green-eyed monster clawing at my insides.

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