A Postseason One Novella: Rock F*ck Club, #2 by Michelle Mankin

Author:Michelle Mankin [Mankin, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Michelle Mankin
Published: 2018-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

I STEPPED OUTSIDE WMO in a daze. Beneath the shadow of the huge building, I felt like I was right back where I had started, only with one notable difference. I now knew exactly what I stood to lose. Lucky. And everything we had found together. What Smith was proposing would put it all at extreme risk.

Kissing Rocky? Sexy aftercare with him? When I knew Lucky would handle it about as well as he had the initial scene? Which was to say…not well at all.

And Alec. The symbolic painting of the Dragon logo on my back by him and the rest of the band. It sounded like she wanted to scrap the whole thing. What in the hell could I come up with to replace it? What would be tantalizing enough to satisfy the exec, but yet tame enough to keep Lucky from hating me?

At least the last one, the abrupt scene before Lucky and I had taken off for Morris’ penthouse, would be easy enough to sex up. If Lucky wasn’t furious with the results of the other retakes.

“Hey.” Marsha tapped my arm. “You ok?”

“Hardly.” I gave it to her real. “But much better than I would’ve been if I had faced Suzanne Smith’s wrath alone.”

“You’ll never be alone while I have any say in it.” She grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

“Oops. Sorry. Hey.” Barbara stepped out of the building and glanced back and forth between Marsha and me. “You two took off so quickly I didn’t get a chance to give you your hotel information.” She pointed over my shoulder. “I booked you a room at the Hilton Midtown. I would’ve booked two, but…”

“We’re good with one.”

“I imagine you are. You seem tight.” She looked a little envious. “I had a close friend once, or at least I thought I did. In the end she was just being nice to me because she had a thing for my dad.” My brows rose. That sounded awful. “But anyway, your friendship was what I found most engaging about your YouTube channel. It’s sweet how you look out for each other.”

“Yeah, we do,” Marsha said. “And we used to be a lot more fun before your boss came into the picture.”

“Suzanne can be severe at times.” Barbara glanced over her shoulder as if she feared Smith would throw open the glass door and berate her.

“So Barbara,” Marsha said to regain the assistant’s attention. “Is there a good bar at our hotel?”

“I think it closes at nine.” Barbara tucked a lose strand of her hair behind her ear.

“What kind of bar closes at nine?”

“Ones in Midtown. Most of the workers have already gone home for the day by then. It gets deserted down here around now.”

“You sound like you know from personal experience.”

She nodded.

“She works you late a lot, huh?”

“Yes. But the pay’s good. And it’s a foot in the door inside a field that interests me.”

“How’s that?” I asked, remembering Smith’s words earlier.

“Music production involves a lot of the same skill sets I use here.

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