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"I’m forty-one days clean."
"Oh, dear, you’re not supposed to have sex—"
I snorted. "In what world?"
"When you get clean. The NA program says you shouldn’t do it. You can switch addictions."
Arching a brow at her, I asked, "Who was hooked? Your dad or brother?" There was no way she knew that unless someone in her family had been through the program, and as they were rockstar royalty, it wasn’t that much of a leap. Not unless she’d researched it for an article, of course.
Her nose crinkled. "Dad. Erm, Gerry was hooked on coke for a while after his wife was murdered, and Camden had a little problem with weed before gigs. Then, Aspen got hooked on speed for dieting." She huffed out a laugh. "Drugs are a part of the lifestyle."
"So you’re a pro, huh?"
"By proxy," she teased. "I don’t know as much as my mom, but I know enough to know there’s no sex for, like, a year. She told me she had to buy sex toys to get through it."
My brows rose. "You talk about that with your mother?"
Savannah laughed. "Just wait until you meet her." Jesus, she sounded so assured, so confident that would happen. It made me tighten my arm around her as she explained, "Mom’s a sex therapist."
"She is?"
"Yep. She practices under her maiden name though or she’d never have any patients" Her giggle set my world alight. "We’re very okay with sex in my family. You have to be when you’re on the road.
"Before I was eight, I saw so many groupies giving the band and the roadies BJs just to get backstage that I could have given a class on how to do it the right way."
I tensed. "As much as my dick looks forward to that lesson, that’s all kinds of wrong."
"It’s the life. I hated it. Camden isn’t the only one with a voice, but I avoided that like the plague. I couldn’t cope with it as an adult as well."
"You can sing?" I cocked a brow at her. "Really?"
"Really." She shot me a smug look. "I’m a mezzo soprano."
The choir boy in me was very impressed. "You’ll have to sing for me some time."
She snorted. "What? When I could be sucking you off?"
I laughed, amazed that I had it in me to do so after that blast of excruciating agony that would normally have me reaching for three Oxy, never mind one.
"You have a point."
"I’m smart, you know?" She winked at me.
My laughter died down into a grin but I admitted, "I attended some NA meetings before I decided to get clean, then I realized it wasn’t feasible. I knew my brothers had their crew on me, saw them a few times, and I knew that if I carried on, it might attract attention from other people.
"I’m amazed it didn’t hit any social media, to be honest." I shrugged as I tipped my head back to stare up at the ceiling. "The safest way, not just for me but the people at the NA meetings, is to do it myself."
"You went cold turkey without going to rehab?"
"Don’t sound so awestruck," I said wryly. "It wasn’t impressive."
"I know how hard addictions are to fight. I’m proud that you made it this far." Her hand patted my chest. "I’ll do anything I can to help, and you’ll need it, Aidan. Doing without NA meetings is going to be tough."
Savannah talked like she was sticking around for the long haul, but it seemed as insane as me thinking that last night’s kill would be my final one.
Processing her words, I fell quiet and, to be honest, it was good to just lie there. Her at my side. It helped. I had to accept that.
"Were you really mad at me?"
