Page 126 of How to Date a Rockstar

My cheeks are now at nuclear level. I can’t believe he said the L-word in front of my dad.

“I’m going to bring in Dad’s suitcases.”

“Suitcases?” Cash asks as he follows me.

Uh oh. This is the part he’s going to be mad about.

I avoid his gaze as I answer. “Um…Dad’s moving in with us.”

“Thank fuck.” He grabs a suitcase from me. “When you insisted on building a mother-in-law suite for ‘guests’, I thought you meant your mom.”

“My mother is not welcome in this house until she apologizes to you.”

“Hell will freeze over first,” Dad says.

“True story,” I mutter.

Dad reaches for a suitcase, but Cash dances out of his way. “I’ve got these. Go relax. There’s coffee in the kitchen.”

I follow Cash to the mother-in-law suite. I close the door behind us so Dad can’t hear.

“Are you okay with Dad moving in here?”

“He’s still divorcing your mom?”

I nod. Once the real reason Mom hates Cash came out – namely, she slept with his biological father when I was in elementary school and was devastated when he didn’t want more than one night – Dad couldn’t divorce Mom quick enough.

“Good.”

I don’t know about good. “How sad is it that I’m glad my parents are divorcing?”

Cash cradles my face. “Sweetness, do not beat yourself up. You want your dad to be happy. This is the way it has to happen.”

The doorbell rings.

“Let’s go see who decided to invade first.” Cash kisses my nose before leading me to the entrance.

Dad already has the door open. I peek past him to see who it is. Uh oh. The gossip gals are here.

“What do you want?” I ask.

The gossip gals answer by shoving their way into our home.

“Is this your dad?” Sage asks.

I guess I’m doing introductions. “Dad, this is the gossip gals. Feather, Petal, Sage, Cayenne, and Clove. This is my father, Ethan.”

“Ladies.” Dad smiles at them. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

Sage crosses her arms over her chest. “We haven’t decided if this is a pleasure yet.”

“We need to make sure you’re not here to run our boy Cash out of Winter Falls,” Feather adds.

“I would never,” Dad claims.

Petal purses her lips. “Your wife did.”

He sighs. “She did, but she’s not my wife anymore.”

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