Page 109 of Heart of a Rebel

Enemy Muse took a few months off after the tour last year to focus on the label, while simultaneously deciding what they wanted to do. It was enough time to make them miss creating music themselves, so they ended up back in the studio working on anything and everything they ever wanted to do now that they didn’t have a label breathing down their necks.

The result was their best album yet. They’ve held number one spots on the charts for months now, even without touring.

I’m sure eventually they’ll want to hit the road again, but for now they seem content just putting out music and focusing on other bands.

Besides, with Noah deciding to follow Merry out on her tour this summer it’s been good to not have to juggle schedules.

“You’re thinking too much.” Eloise runs her finger between my eyebrows.

I close my eyes and let her smooth out my stress with her touch.

“You’re right.” I squeeze her tighter and dip my forehead down to hers. “The only thing I should be thinking about is you in this sexy bridesmaid dress.”

She rolls her eyes. “You think I’m sexy in everything.”

“You are.”

She shakes her head, but she can’t brush off the blush that climbs her cheeks at my comment. It’s enough to make me wish we weren’t in a room full of people, so I could strip off her dress and see how far down her chest that blush goes.

Eloise sways against me, calming me in a way nothing else in my life can. The nightmares have all but faded, and with some therapy after the events with Cyrus last year, hers have as well.

My head finally feels quiet. I don’t wake up with a minefield of memories at risk of exploding. I just exist.

With her.

“Sebastian said something strange to me.” Eloise looks up at me.

With her eyeliner, her burnt umber eyes are extra dark and endless.

“Sebastian says lots of things.”

Eloise smiles. “True. But this was about you.”

I quirk an eyebrow.

“Did you actually create a social media account?” Her eyes narrow with deviousness.

I tip my head back and laugh. “Of course that’s what he picked up from that conversation.”

“So there was a whole conversation?”

“Maybe.” I shrug one shoulder.

Eloise looks at me suspiciously. “Going to elaborate?”

I lean down and give her a quick kiss on the forehead. “Nope.”

Her face puckers as she looks me over. “I don’t like you colluding with my brother.”

“Trust me.” I squeeze her tightly. “You won’t mind when it comes to this.”

She narrows her eyes but doesn’t argue because she knows me well enough to know I’d never hide anything from her without reason. That and Eloise is the kind of girl who loves surprises, so she probably assumes I’m up to something.

She’d be right. I’ve been walking around with a ring for the last few months trying to figure out the best way to propose, and once Sebastian found out, he insisted on helping me. I don’t need his help but try telling him that once he gets an idea in his head.

I’m still not sure how my proposing at a tulip show means I need social media accounts, but he was adamant about it, and I was too annoyed to argue with him.

“So, back to this social media thing. Is it true?” She nudges me.

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