Page 70 of Falling for the Rockstar

“Gross, bro. You’d be the sick fuck to actually do something like that too.”

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist, mate. I always whack off in the shower, letting all the evidence wash down the drain, or some babe’s mouth.”

“Well, hopefully I won’t have to see that in the papers or in a deposition from an attorney, Simon.” Myka’s voice is my kryptonite. The one thing that can bring this superman to his knees. I often dream of her calling out my name as I slowly devour her body.

“I was just funning around, Myka.”

“Sure, you were. The way those girls were hanging on you for pictures after the show, there’s no doubt they would’ve been down to clean your pipe.” She smiles at her timely yet corny joke.

“Ah, good one.”

“Please. That shit was weak as hell. Myka has never been good with one-liners.” Brianna comments. “Simon, you don’t have to kiss her ass. She’s not your boss right now, she’s a guest in your house. Treat her as such.”

Myka punches her friend’s arm, and she laughs. “You have to excuse Bri. She pre-gamed before we got here. She was still hyped from the show and thought it would help calm her nerves. Clearly, it didn’t.”

“What’s pregame?” Sebastian asks.

I have the same question, but he beat me to it.

“It’s like when you drink before you go out, so you don’t spend a lot of money on club alcohol that is usually watered down,” Amber answers. “We do it all the time when we go out.”

“Makes sense. Well, these drinks are free. So let my brother get you one of his signatures. Si, get Amber here a blow job.”

“All right, one blow job coming up, no pun intended. What can I get you, Bri?”

“Hmm, I don’t know, what do you recommend?”

“For you, my love, you love dressing people up, but I think you’d rather have your legs spread open. So, I’ll make you my leg-spreader.”

“Oooh, me likey. Yes, baby. Spread my legs.”

I really love her. She’s no-holds-barred, big-shit-talking, and I betcha she can back it up too. She is not afraid to say what’s on her mind, in fact, she gave us all some manscaping tips when she had to dress us the first time. Definitely saved me time in the shower today.

“Myka, can I interest you in a slow fuck?”

“Excuse me?”

We all laugh while her face contorts with shock and disgust.

“Love. A slow fuck? It’s one of my signature drinks. Actually, it’s my favorite.”

“Um, no. I don’t think so, Simon. I think I’ll stick to a glass of wine if you have it.”

“Look, we’re on the telly. Turn it up,” Andy says, rushing over to the side of the bar where we’re gathered.

I mute the music and adjust the sound for the TV.

“The energy wasn’t short tonight as Osiris celebrated the band’s fifth studio release titled ‘Dead End’ here at Daddy’s House. The sold-out show didn’t even have room for you to stand. I’m sure that had to be a code violation. But the band didn’t disappoint. Opening with the lead single, ‘Play’, Simon, Sebastian, Mikey, and Stix rocked from the first beat drop till the end in a five-song set. I don’t know what or who is responsible for the turnaround of a group who was destined to be forgotten, but whatever it is, was exactly what Osiris needed.”

We all cheer at the glowing review and beer bottles and glasses alike are clinked in celebratory fashion.

“Let’s hear it for our amazing PR, Myka Johnson ladies and gentlemen,” Mikey shouts.

Sebastian and Andy lift her onto their shoulders, and she hides her face in embarrassment. It’s clear she has the connections to get the job done, that’s for certain.

Her smile fades as she takes a glimpse at the TV.

A segment is displayed with her former fiancé and another woman rubbing her obviously pregnant belly.

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