Fame and Obsession: A Rock Star Romantic Suspense (Lords of Lyre Book 1) by Cora Kenborn

Author:Cora Kenborn [Kenborn, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Publishing
Published: 2021-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Phoebe

I twist into a pretzel while trying to take my heels off without flashing the entire range. The only thing making this bearable is mentally calculating the multiple ways I plan on getting back at him for making me wear this ridiculous outfit.

“Want to hold it?”

My head jerks up, and I meet his eyes. “What did you say?”

“The gun, Phoebe. Do you want to hold it before the traps start throwing targets?” Grinning, he hands me the shotgun, squinting one eye. “Why? What were you referring to?”

“The gun. What else?” I unbuckle my remaining heel and throw it on the ground. Standing, I take the gun from his offered hand and settle into position.

“I don’t know.” He smirks. “You looked at me like you thought I was talking about something else. What did you think that was, Phoebe? I’m curious.”

For the love of God… This man enjoys tormenting me like it’s his hobby. Gripping the gun, I level the barrel at his crotch. “Are you sure you want to go there?”

That cocky smirk fades pretty damn fast. “I guess not.”

“You’re a wise man, Jagger. No matter what the tabloids say.”

Julian stands with a snort, pulling a blue baseball cap over his unruly brown hair. “Don’t believe everything you read.” He’s quiet for a moment, then looks back at me. “What’s with the nickname?”

“I don’t know. Isn’t that what your friends call you?”

“You’re not my friend,” he says, his face serious. “They do it to be jackasses. It’s not complimentary.”

I bristle at his tone. “I didn’t mean to assume—”

“You’re more than a friend, Phoebe,” he adds, pinning me with a stare. “I think you know that.”

Do I? Our relationship hasn’t reached a point where I felt comfortable putting a label on it. Besides, everything felt too new to be having this discussion anyway.

“It’s not complimentary because you’re a man-whore?” My pathetic attempt at easing the tension falls flat as an awkward stretch of silence settles between us. “I was kidding, you know.”

He gives me a sideways glance, while popping an orange plug in his ear. “What, you don’t read lie mags?”

“That too.” I grin.

Julian quirks an eyebrow and sighs. “When the band picked up speed and got groupies, the guys used to say I had more panties flying on stage than a Victoria’s Secret show. I never figured out if they were being pricks or were just jealous. Zane had always called me J, and somehow it morphed into Jagger. He said the name was because I got laid more than Mick Jagger. Ty and Lam attacked it like vultures, and it stuck.”

“Sorry I asked.” Setting the gun down, I make sure the safety is securely latched before gesturing toward it with a cocked hip. “By the way, it wasn’t loaded.”

I can tell he’s fighting to keep a straight face as he inserts his remaining earplug and assembles his eyewear. “Like I said, there are seven positions.” Lifting a muscular arm, he points out each station on the arc.

He could’ve been pointing out unicorns—my eyes aren’t on the range.

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