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“We can’t be too careful with it.” Tim looked over at me with concern in his eyes. “We know that these kinds of fake relationships often get leaked. All it takes is someone mentioning that they’re suspicious and it all goes downhill from there.”
“That’s not going to happen,” Genna answered him before I could. “We just have to keep the momentum going. The arrest situation has fallen to the wayside and that’s where it needs to stay. Stir online has fans saying that he was just protecting his woman, and they’re swooning.”
“Perfect for the album release,” Tyson commented, rolling his wedding band around his finger. “I think that it’s good we’re all growing up and falling in love.”
I made a face at him. “Yeah, never mind the fact that my relationship is fake as fuck. I’m not head over heels for Lena.”
“Yeah, okay. She practically lives with you.”
“No, she doesn’t,” I snorted, shaking my head. “She comes to use the music room. That’s it. She loves the grand piano, not me.”
Genna laughed at that. “You sound a little bitter about it.”
“No.” I glared at her. “I don’t mind her being there. I know it helps with all the fake engagement shit. They’re basically camped out, snapping pics of her every time she’s there.”
“Which is why she needs to start spending the night,” Genna said flatly. “I need her to be there overnight. They keep catching her leaving your place at dark. That doesn’t look realistic.”
“Maybe she’s traditional.”
Tim chuckled. “I don’t think that’ll fly for a guy like you.”
“I would respect it,” I said with a shrug. “If she wanted to wait or whatever, that would be fine with me. I don’t care.” Everyone was silent in the room, and I shifted uncomfortably under their gazes. I’m just gonna shut up.
“He’s gone soft,” Tyson finally said, bursting into a fit of laughter. “It’s fucking amazing.”
“I’m not soft,” I snapped back at him.
“Okay, okay,” Genna stopped us. “It doesn’t matter. We just need to run this tight, because as you both know, the label is going up for sale. The last thing you want to have happen is to get dropped. We don’t want to be a bunch of drama. We want to be seen as moneymakers.”
“How are we not moneymakers?” I asked, throwing my hands up in the air. “We’re the biggest band the label has. I don’t understand why they’d even consider dropping us.”
Genna let out a sigh, pulling out a chair and taking a seat—which was something I could swear the woman never did. “Changing hands can be complicated. New owners come in with all these big ideas, and it’s not that uncommon for them to drop bands and rearrange. They could cancel the album release if they wanted to.”
“They’re not going to drop you,” Tim spoke up, sounding more annoyed. “She’s just trying to drive the point home that we need to ensure we’re assets to the company. That’s all. No one is going anywhere. Besides, even if they did drop you, you’d be picked up in no time by another label. It’d be a bidding war.”
“So you’re just trying to scare us into submission,” I chuckled, giving Genna a look.
She rolled her eyes. “Is it working? Because I still just see a bunch of defiant rebels without a cause.”
“Maybe we should just buy the label,” I suggested, looking over to my bandmates.
“No way,” Tyson said immediately. “I don’t want that kind of responsibility. You come from a big business family. You buy it yourself.”
“Owning a label means not much time to tour,” Tim said. “You all thrive touring. None of you have families.”
“Yet,” Tyson chipped in with a grin.
“Great,” Aaron groaned. “Now we’ll have to deal with Maeve and a mini-Maeve.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Tyson jumped on the offense. “Are you trying to insult my wife?”
Oh jeez.
“I’m not trying to insult anyone. She’s just a lot.” Aaron shrugged.
“Fuck you,” Tyson sneered.
“Okay, boys, you can fight this out later.” Genna took a deep breath, leaning back in her chair. “So, there’s a red-carpet event coming up, and I want the couples present.”
