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Camden huffed as he sank back in his seat. “Good.”
“You’re barely around anymore, Camden,” Paris groused. “You can’t judge Star when you’re worse than she is.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Paris’s right,” Aspen defended. “You’re always a no-show whenever we call.”
“Because you turn up with cameras! Is it so weird to think that I don’t want one in my face when I’m not working?”
She sniffed. “Last week, we wanted to meet up for lunch. You said no.”
“Because, I repeat, you bring cameras with you wherever you go.”
“We promised we wouldn’t,” she bickered.
“Camden, if they promised, then you should have met up with them!” Lorelei scolded.
“That’s a promise they never keep,” Camden muttered. “Anyway, I wasn’t in the city. I was in Florida.”
Dagger’s brows lifted. “You were using the studio?”
“They have a studio in Florida?” Conor whispered in my ear.
Dagger, overhearing the question, chuckled. “It’s a private one, Conor. On my estate. Camden uses it more than I do these days.
“Most people want rehashes of the same old noxxious tracks rather than new material. Never been the same without Gerry’s songwriting.”
Overwhelmed at being the center of his idol’s focus, Conor gaped at Dagger for a full thirty seconds.
“Conor, stop being weird,” Aidan clipped, slouching back in his seat. “Talk to Dagger. He’s a regular human being before he’s a guitarist.”
As I chuckled, hero worship filtered into Conor’s expression. God, he was so fucking cute. “But he’s Dagger Daniels.”
“Who you’ve met before,” Savannah remarked, sounding more amused than she had at any point throughout this interminable meal.
“Yeah, but, he’s Dagger fu—” Conor sucked in a breath and shot Lorelei an apologetic smile. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to swear at the table.”
Lorelei laughed. “Your mom keeps her children in better line than I can.”
“No,” Savannah argued. “They swear around Lena. He’s just trying to impress Dad.”
When Conor glowered at her, she stuck out her tongue and grinned when Aidan kissed her cheek.
“You’ll get used to who I am, Conor,” was Dagger’s friendly retort. “Like Aidan said, I’m just a guy who plays guitar.”
“For one of the bands that got me through my childhood,” Conor quipped.
I squeezed his knee and shared a look with Aidan. It was probably the first time Aidan and I ever really had a moment, so it was both strange and… nice.
Ugh.
Was this my life now?
Describing emotional connections as ‘nice?’
Before I could vomit in my mouth, Lorelei mused, “Let the boy crush on your rock god self some more, Dagger. It’s always good for your ego after you go on the girls’ show.”
Dagger’s nose crinkled. “That’s demoralizing.”
