Hitched to the Heartthrob: A Rockstar Rom-Com by Nichole Rose

Author:Nichole Rose [Rose, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

The rest of the day is a study in frustration. By the time Mason is finished with me, our manager shows up to go over some numbers. Apparently, our new album is performing insanely well on streaming platforms. Shelby and Ireland pop in with lunch for us halfway through our meeting with him.

I barely have time to even say hello to my perfect wife before she and Shelby vanish out the door again. I don't hide the fact that we're married. We hired our manager this time, not the record label. He works for us. He's shocked by the news but takes it in stride. What else is he going to do? It's not like he has a say in what the fuck I do.

We run straight to sound check after our meeting.

"There's an entire army of fans outside the hotel," Shelby informs us as we're taking the stage to ensure everything is good to go. "It's a madhouse."

"Fuck my life," I groan. "How'd they find us?"

"Same as usual, I guess."

I kind of hoped we could ride through Chicago with minimal fuss. Apparently, that isn't in the cards for us.

"Their top floor is secure. You have to have a keycard for one of those rooms to access it. We're booking it out for the rest of the weekend for you guys. Xander will have security posted at the elevators."

"Ireland stays with me," I growl.

"Figured you'd say that. Dani is moving her stuff to your new room." She hands me a keycard and then grins. "Good luck keeping up with her mess. You're going to need it."

"I can handle it." I smile, slipping the keycard into my pocket before jogging onto the stage.

Ireland waves from her seat in the front row.

I shoot her a wink before we huddle up and figure out a game plan for sound check. We decide to run through one of the new songs and take our places. I keep my eyes on Ireland the entire time, crooning the lyrics to her as we sing and dance our way across the stage.

She claps and whistles, dancing along in her seat. When the song ends, she jumps to her feet, cheering loudly.

For the first time in a long time, I realize that I'm proud to be a member of this band. It may not have been the dream I had when I left Nashville at sixteen for Julliard. I don't think it was Mason's dream when I met him there, either. It wasn't Asher or Jax or Jameson's dream when they answered the audition call either. None of us imagined we'd be thrown together in a boy band. But what we did mattered then. To us and to the fans. And it matters now, too.

I'm fucking proud of that.

I jump down from the stage, pulling her into my arms.

"Hi, rockstar," she whispers, grinning up at me.

I claim her lips, devouring her like the little treat she is.

The guys whistle and cat-call, but I lift my middle finger in the air, ignoring them.

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