Heart Strings: A Rockstar Romance (Spring Fling Series Book 2) by J. P. Comeau

Author:J. P. Comeau [Comeau, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Alejandro

“Are you sure about this?” Abigail asked from the passenger seat. She leaned against the door of the car; chin propped on her hand as she watched downtown Miami flash past.

“Sure I’m sure. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Not that I don’t want to meet your parents, but it feels a little…weird. Because of why I’m here. And last night.” The sparkle of memory in her eyes told me she didn’t regret last night in the slightest.

“It’ll be fine,” I promised. “Mi mamá will love you. She’ll probably ask some questions, but we’ll just say you’re a friend I met on tour for now and figure it out for ourselves later.” I didn’t reveal that I’d already done most of the figuring out - at least on my end. Last night had helped a lot with that.

“Okay. Did you say your family owns a bar?”

I spent the rest of the drive to my big house on the outskirts of Miami answering questions and giving Abigail a quick rundown on my parents - how my grandparents had escaped from Cuba with my unborn mother, and she had married my Caucasian father, who owned that bar Abigail had mentioned. “That was actually where I learned to play piano,” I told her as the front tires thumped over the lip of the driveway leading up to my house. “George, the pianist at the bar, taught me after work for a few extra dollars.”

“Why did you join Vaporized and not play piano somewhere?” Abigail asked curiously, eyeing the large, modern house as I pulled in front of the three car garage.

“One of my piano tutors hooked me up with a friend who needed a keyboardist for his band.” I got out of the vehicle and placed a hand on the open window. “Are you good here for a moment? I would invite you in to see the house, but…I’m not sure if Sierra is here or not. It’s better if you stay in the car while I grab the painting.”

I must have done a great job of…depicting Sierra in an unpleasant light, because Abigail agreed immediately not to risk the chance of running into her. I had no desire to see her either, and I hoped fervently that she wasn’t home right now. Sure, the intent behind bringing Abigail here was to get rid of Sierra, so parading Abigail in front of her might have been a good idea…for any other girl. I couldn’t put Abigail in that position - not yet. I didn’t doubt the two would meet each other, but…just not yet.

I had prepared several different forms of explanation for Sierra in the event that she did happen to be here, but thankfully, she wasn’t. Excellent; now just to leave before she got back.

The painting of the St. Louis Cathedral I had bought for my mamá in New Orleans had spent the last week sitting on one of the many tables covered in knick-knacks in the house. I should have gotten it to

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