Revenge: The Complete Series (Erotic Rock Star Suspense Romance) by Mimi Strong

Author:Mimi Strong [Strong, Mimi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-09-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Dylan sleeps over at my house Friday night.

I wake up at noon. He’s at the foot of the bed, getting dressed.

“Sorry, am I being noisy?” he asks.

My head is groggy. We were up so late.

“Are you hungry?” I ask.

He scrunches his shoulders up near his ears.

“Just busy,” he says.

“You’re leaving?”

He winces. “Am I in trouble?”

I sit up in bed. “Trouble?”

He makes the face again, like he’s a little kid who just got caught. And he’s really leaving.

My temper flares up.

“No, you’re not in trouble,” I say.

He pretends to wipe his brow. “Phew.”

I keep my thoughts to myself. I don’t want to seem like some needy chick who tries to control all his free time. I thought we had the full weekend together, but I guess we don’t.

He pulls on his shirt and smoothes it over his lean stomach.

“This is why I came back yesterday. I’ve got something else to do today. I’m mentoring on one of those TV shows that’s shooting now.”

“Seriously? I thought that was just famous people.”

He makes a face and pretends I’ve just shot him in the chest.

I correct myself. “People with tons of industry experience.”

“These episodes won’t air for a few months, so it should all line up. It’s crazy how busy I am.” He tosses his dark hair out of his eyes. “I feel like a ten-dicked cowboy in a whorehouse.”

“WHAT?”

He grins. “Something my grandfather used to say. He used to say a lot worse, but not in English. I used to spend summers with him, in France.”

“Oh, right.” I look up at the ceiling, thinking for a moment. “I think you told a story about that, when you were on that one talk show. It’s hard sometimes, to put the two of you together.”

“The two of who?”

“Real Dylan and… you know. The one who kisses me while crowds of adoring fans scream his name. That guy.”

He looks down and ruffles his hand through his hair.

“I’m just me.”

“I know. You’re still that street busker, singing a song to a pretty girl, just to flirt with her.”

He grins and ruffles his hair again. “Your smile was better payment than anything people were throwing in my guitar case.”

“You are… so romantic! You’d better get out of here fast, before I drag you back into bed.”

He pretends to hurry and opens my bedroom door.

“This taping might take two days,” he says, looking apologetic.

“I guess it takes as long as it takes.”

“Cool.” He walks back over to me, gives me a quick peck on the lips, then leaves.

I sit and listen as he walks down the hallway, then out the front door.

A few minutes later, Amanda taps on the door and comes in. Her pale blonde hair is sticking out all over, like she just got up.

“I had a nightmare,” she says.

I pull the covers open and pat the bed next to me.

She climbs in next to me.

“You got in late,” she says. “Why’s Dylan gone already? I thought you had him for the weekend. Is he coming back for dinner Sunday? Don’t tell Riley I told you, but she’s trying to write a song.

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