Page 11 of Sing for Me
Not that I know any of this firsthand. Everything I know about Drew is what Kara has told me. I don't know his last name, or what he looks like, or if he's successful.
Through her eyes, he's the hottest, most talented musician in the entire world.
As for me...
Well, I'm not into bad boys.
Especially not tortured vocalists who somehow see into my soul.
Ahem. "Yeah, I remember him. He's the one you definitelydon'thave a crush on," I tease.
"I don't."
"No, you just like talking about how handsome he is, and how much you miss him coming to your room, lying in your bed and strumming his guitar."
She swallows hard. "I'm not about to deny facts. Drew is handsome. That's science."
I cock a brow.
She laughs. "And he's a talented guitarist. I can't help my love of music."
"Your thoughts of his skilled fingers." I wipe my hands on my jeans. Rosie would know exactly what to do here. She was good at this kind of thing. "What is it you want to do at Best Buy?"
"Well, you know Drew's in that band. They moved here because they got a record deal. And the record is out now. I know it's silly to buy a CD, but I..." Her cheeks flush. "I want one. For posterity. But I can grab it online."
"Are they good?"
"I like them. But I'm biased."
"Cause you don't like him?"
She takes another sip. "We're only ever going to be friends and I'm okay with that."
She's obviously not okay with that, but I have no idea what I'm supposed to do or say here.
Kara clears her throat. "Stop giving me that look."
"What look?"
"He's hot and I want him, but that's all it's going to be. I didn't even realize how much I missed Drew until he got in touch. And now... it's been almost all texting. When we've meet up, it's been... it's different." She bites her lip. "His friend is throwing a party Sunday and I'm invited. We’re invited."
"We're invited?"
She presses her hands together. "You don't have to come, but it could be good to get out. Meet some people. Have some fun."
"You mean drink a lot?"
"If you want."
"Hook up with a stranger?"
"No, honey... I don't expect you to turn into Rosie. No offense. I loved your sister, but she was-"
"She was the life of the party."
She smiles. "I miss her too."
"You hated her."
