Page 128 of Sky Full of Stars

“You must have snuck into your girlfriend’s bedrooms when her parents were home.”

“Me, never,” I scoff. “I’m a respectable guy.”

“Bullshit,” she laughs and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. Her head rises when she hears the sound of laughter coming from outside. “Is that Jordan?”

“Ah, yeah,” I say sheepish. “They kind of all tagged along. I couldn’t get rid of them. Actually, they wanted to see you to make sure you were okay.”

“That’s sweet,” she leans up on her elbow. “Sorry it got into the press. I didn’t want them to drag the band into this mess.”

“Forget that. It’ll work itself out. We have to go to LA, probably do some interviews and press releases but I’m not concerned. All I care about is being with you.”

“It’s going to drag on for a while. If they arrest and charge Meg, it’ll go to trial.”

“You think they’ll charge her with murder?” my brows rise.

“Brooke isn’t sure. She’s taken her on as a client and is claiming self-defence.”

“It was, plus she saved you too.”

“I know, we just have to wait and see how the cops want to play it. Brooke text a while ago to say she’d been released on bail, she’s taken her back to stay with her for now.”

“That’s good. She’s lucky to have you both,” my jaw is tense and Jenna eyes me, but she chooses not to get into it, which I’m glad for. I’m not sure how I feel about this chick, even if she is Jenna’s friend. “We can worry about all that later. Your mom made food, she said you hadn’t eaten.”

“Yeah, I am hungry,” she says, her eyes drop to my lips and down to my bare chest.

“Don’t get any ideas,” I tell her. “I’m not sneaking off and fucking you the first time I meet your mom. Plus she has lemonade.”

“You’d rather have lemonade than me?”

“Jordan can smell sex from ten miles away, so there will be no hiding it. And he won’t hesitate to embarrass us regardless of your mom being there. Also, I like lemonade.”

“Ok chicken, we better go out there before mom corrupts him.”

“Corrupts Jordan, seriously?”

“Oh yeah, mom has no filter whatsoever. They’ll be two peas in a pod.”

“Just what we need, a kindred spirit for him.”

We get out of bed, reluctantly and I pull my t-shirt back on, while Jenna drags on some sweatpants and a t-shirt. She reaches for me before we get to the door and I turn, taking her in my arms again and I hold her for a long moment. She kisses my throat and my dick stirs.

“Stop it. I mean it. Shit,” I adjust my dick, willing it down.

“Later though, right?”

“You bet your fucking ass.”

We head out arm in arm to find Jordan setting the table, Nick straining pasta and Archer standing with Sandy going through the biggest vinyl collection I’ve seen outside of a record store. My eyes widen and Archer turns, grinning at me.

“No wonder she didn’t know who we were, have you seen this? Sandy said this is what she grew up on. I’m so damn jealous of this shit.”

Jenna rolls her eyes and lets me go when she sees where my focus now lies. I hurry over and bend down to look at the rows of albums, they’re even in proper display stands. Sandy takes a Velvet Underground album over to the digital record player. She sets it going and I close my eyes, she has surround sound too and isn’t afraid to let out a little volume.

“Gotta be over ten grands worth of original albums there,” Jordan says, putting napkins down on the table. “I think I’m in love.”

“With the music or my mom?”

“Aidan’s girl!” Jordan calls Jenna by the name the press initially gave her, picks Jenna up and gives her a tight squeeze. I go to tell him to put her down before he hurts her but Jenna laughs and pats his back with her uninjured hand. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

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