Never Kiss a Rockstar (Never Trust Book 2) by Sarah Darlington

Author:Sarah Darlington [Darlington, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

~ CHAPTER 24 ~

DANI

What? What just happened? I stood under the water stream confused and a little angry with John. I didn’t even want to process what he’d said to me.

After a moment, I stepped out of the shower and slipped right onto my ass. “Motherfucker,” I cursed into the empty bathroom. John, in all his wet clothes, had dripped water everywhere. Now I was really fighting mad with him. The floor tiles were cold against my ass cheeks, and I sat there with my heart breaking for a moment. He couldn’t love me. I didn’t want him to. This thing between us was fun—not love.

When I was eighteen, the summer after I graduated high school, just as my cousins and I were forming our band and starting to get some traction, someone else fell in love with me.

And now that person was dead.

Fate... karma... life... whatever you want to call it... had ripped him away from me. The pain of losing someone was not something I ever wanted to experience twice. I promised myself a long time ago I’d never fall in love again.

I didn’t love John. I didn’t. There was no way he loved me, either. Friends. Fuck buddies. That’s what we were.

I crawled off the slippery floor, knowing I’d probably have a bowling-ball-sized bruise on my ass tomorrow, and started sopping up the watery mess with some of his towels from the linen closet. After I took care of his bathroom, I got into my suitcase and started making myself presentable.

When my hair was done and my clothes were on, I left the bathroom. John wasn’t in his room. And then he wasn’t downstairs.

I found Sydney in the kitchen, chopping apples. “Hi Sydney,” I said to her. “Where’s John?”

“He went to work. Soaking wet.” She gave me a small wink. “Want to help me? I’ve got three pies to make. Rhett likes apple most. John likes pecan. And if Rhett’s mom comes, she always insists on pumpkin.”

“Well, what do you like?” I asked her, feeling annoyed with the guys for her.

“None of them.” She laughed. “I’d much rather have a cheesecake. But don’t tell anyone that. I am not making a fourth option. And please tell me you like one of the other three.”

Me? She assumed I’d be coming to Thanksgiving. Had John given her that impression? “Oh. I’m not coming for Thanksgiving. I think my family would be crushed if I missed it.”

“Oh. Okay.” Sydney looked a little crushed herself. Her big green eyes were hard to say no to. When I first met her, I thought she seemed like one of those spoiled rich mean-girl types. I formed that opinion solely off her looks. Which now I realized was a mistake. She seemed like such a sweet, honest girl. Unjaded and unaffected by the world.

“But I’ll help you with the pies,” I offered. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. If John was at work, then I had plenty of time to leave before he came back home.

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