Destroyed (Rockstar Romance) (Lost in Oblivion Book 3) by Elliott Taryn & Quinn Cari

Author:Elliott, Taryn & Quinn, Cari [Elliott, Taryn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Rainbow Rage Publishing
Published: 2015-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

Are you home?

Are you alone?

Margo thumbed back a yes. Almost immediately there was a reply.

Then open your door.

Surprised, she moved back through her house to the front. She checked the peep hole and swung the door open. “Hi.”

Lila was on her stoop but she definitely didn’t look like the usual woman who was barking out instructions and reminders. She wore white shorts and a navy and white striped cotton shirt.

Margo glanced down at Lila’s feet and was dumbfounded to see Chucks.

“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t wear a power suit every day.” Lila pushed by her and inside.

Margo gripped the door and stared after her. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in flats, let alone shorts.”

“Yeah well, I’m here in a non-professional manner.”

Margo closed the door and followed her into the vestibule. “Okay. I was just having coffee, would you like some?”

“Is it a day ending in Y?”

“Touché. Come in.” She led her down to the kitchen. She unhooked a poppy red mug from her company cups and filled it with the last of her French-pressed coffee. “Black, right?”

“Damn right.”

Margo set a mug in front of her. “Well if you’re not here for business, what can I do for you?”

Lila cupped slim, ringless fingers around the mug and tapped her forefinger on the handle. “Can I be blunt?”

“I’m not sure you have any other mode.”

Lila lifted her mug and smiled over the rim. “I like you.” She took a sip and her wide blue eyes went heavy-lidded. “And I’ll pay you five thousand dollars a week just to make me this coffee every day.”

“My one vice.” Margo nodded to the back. “Why don’t we go out on the patio so I can finish mine?”

“Lead the way.”

Margo held the door for her and caught Lila looking around at her house. “It was my grandmother’s.”

Lila’s golden brow rose. “Was I telegraphing?”

“Well, I’m sure you know what a studio musician makes. Add in the Philharmonic, and it still wouldn’t cover this place in Boston.”

“No. It wouldn’t. Especially when you were dismissed from the Boston Philharmonic,” Lila said as she sailed through the door.

Margo’s fingers tightened on the doorknob. “And here I thought we weren’t going to discuss business.”

“I didn’t say that.” Lila sat on the rattan couch and crossed her elegant legs.

Margo perched on the matching chair at the end of the oval table. “Okay. Since you obviously have a plan for this visit, care to share?”

“May I?” She nodded as Lila pulled Margo’s laptop toward her. She typed for a moment then spun the screen to face Margo.

Callahan’s filled the small video player box. Margo’s heart skipped a beat and her lower belly pulsed as the camera focused in on her and Simon making a small circle around each other.

Intense and prowling, they were the center of attention for the videographer. She glanced down at the name of the video—Since when is a violin player this hot?

The audio was questionable with the level of background noise and shouts, but the video was certainly the important part.

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