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My eyes scanned the stories, but I already knew who'd sold me out, because I’d only ever been with one man.Gabe.Every story was about my night with him. Details about how I came on to him, seduced him, even though he was allegedly straight. It made me sound like some boy-loving pervert who’d forced him to drop to his knees.What the actual fuck?
“Addi, this isn’t true.”
“You didn’t fuck him, or this wasn’t how it happened?”
“This isn’t how it happened. He came on to me. He told me he’d been in love with me for years.”
“Gray, was this before or after you got your recording contract?”
I pushed my fingers through my hair, trying to fight back the tears.How could I have been so stupid?
“After,” I let out with a sigh.
Maverick, my twin brother, appeared out of nowhere, and I knew it was because of the weird twin connection we shared. He could feel my pain as vividly as when I’d felt his arm snap after he’d fallen off his BMX when he was eight.
“But it’s been years. Why now?” I murmured as Mav flung his arm around my neck, comforting me without even knowing why I needed it.
“He waited to get the maximum payout. The band’s gone global. He’s probably doubled or tripled his money by sitting on the story all this time.” Addi looked at me with pity in her eyes.Poor innocent Gray.“How do you want to deal with this? Release a statement about being gay? Do you want me to set up an interview? Ignore it?”
“I’m not fucking gay," I yelled. "Not that there’s anything wrong with it, but I don’t think about myself like that. I like the person in front of me. Male or female. He taught me that and now I feel like it was all a lie and he just used me to get cash.”
“I’m so sorry, brother. Fuck him.” I raised my eyebrows at my brother’s choice of words. “He’s not worth your pain, man.”
“Let’s just leave it, Addi. Leave them guessing. I’m taking Cherri to the premiere tonight, so I’m sure that will give them more to talk about. I’m not explaining my sexual preferences to those sharks.”
“If that’s what you want, but just so I know, Gray… is this it, or can I expect to see lots more stories of your past conquests coming out of the woodwork?”
“There might be others, but they’ll be fake. Gabe is the only man I’ve ever slept with.” I paused, and she turned to leave. "Addi, can you send that lying fucker some kind of cease and desist threatening letter to scare the crap out of him, please?"
“That I can do. Leave it with me and I will have him quaking in his boots.” She winked before she vanished.
And I knew she would because this woman could fix anything, although I didn’t think she could fix my reputation, because after this story it would never be the same.
We’d gathered around the huge dining table for breakfast and were currently looking at photos of Tanner on the front page of every newspaper because of his antics last night.
“Tanner, while I appreciate you taking the heat off me, I’m not sure getting the star of the film to blow you in the bathroom at the premiere was the best move, especially since you were caught in the act.” I laughed as Tanner shrugged.
“Don’t say I don’t try to help you out, brother,” he replied, swallowing down a mouthful of coffee while staring at the image of his blurred out ass in the picture someone had taken. “You have to admit, my ass looks good from that angle.”
As I laughed loudly, some of the tension of the last few days ebbed away. When we started the band in my parent’s garage all those years ago, I didn’t think any of us thought it would get this crazy. We were just four people—Frankie, my little sister who played drums, Mav, my twin was the man whore on bass guitar and Tanner, our lead singer and brother from another mother, who came to live with us when my folks found he was living alone after his mum abandoned him. It had all been about the music, but now it was all about the press, the management of our lives, and the story we put out into the world. I was exhausted by it all.
Libby, our new publicist, walked in. “Right, the label wants some new imagery for the band to try to deflect from all the negative press you’re getting about your love lives. I mean, in this last week, we’ve had stories about Gray being gay and Tanner getting blown by one of the most famous women in Hollywood in a public bathroom. Mav, Frankie, any surprises you want to tell me before they blow up?” Frankie shook her head, always the good girl of the band, and Mav shrugged, making Libby roll her eyes.
“I’ll assume that’s a yes, Mav, because your sex life is never out of the news, so really nothing you do shocks the record label anymore. Look, we need to make it all about the music and not where you three are putting your dicks. Do you all hear me? On that note, I’m going to introduce you to Ivy Allen. She’s coming on board for a couple of weeks to take some photos for the website and some press stuff Addi and I have planned. Get your game faces on because all this negative press is taking its toll on album sales, and no one wants that.”
The penthouse door opened and in walked Matt, our head of security, and Addi, followed by a woman. Her eyes met mine and all the air vanished from the room.
“Guys, this is Ivy, your photographer. She’s amazing and we want her to stick around so no one be a dick. Tanner, I mean you,” Addi fired at our lead singer, but she was right, he was likely to piss her off the most.
I let my eyes skim over her, without staring too obviously. Thick, bright red curly hair. Not wavy, but tight curls that bounced when she moved, making me want to bury my face in them. Emerald green eyes, light pink lips, and freckles… so many freckles it made me want to groan. As my eyes scanned her body, the urge to groan grew stronger. Large breasts that look way more than a handful, a small waist, and round hips leading down to juicy thighs. Her body was the perfect hourglass figure, and I had to subtly adjust my jeans, so no one noticed the hard on battling against my zip.
Addi introduced us, one by one, before handing us all a large brown envelope with our names on them. “This is your itinerary with Ivy over the next two weeks. Do not be late, don’t forget, and do as you’re told. Do you hear me?” Addi instructed us all like naughty kids, but to be fair, she knew what we were like and how to rein us in. She’d been doing it for the last three years.
Ivy spoke and my body hummed in a silent response. “I’m so glad to be here. I can’t wait to get to know you all, but just to warn you, I won’t take any shit. I’m good at what I do, so don’t be late, hung over, off your game, or full of excuses because I won’t put up with it. You show up in front of my camera with your A-game and we will have a great time. Anything else and I will make your shots look like shit.”
Frankie laughed. “I think I really like you, Ivy. I’m going to look great, while these three will look like dicks. Finally!”
“You wish, little one,” I teased my sister.
