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My dad gave me a folder on the band he’d be working with just last week and because of classes I haven’t bothered to look at it. Every time I’ve told myself I’m finally going to read up on them is usually the moment I finally pass out from exhaustion. He even tried to have an in-person meeting with me about it, but our schedules didn’t line up.
I’m really regretting not making it more of a priority to research this band. Then I wouldn’t have been so caught off guard and I’d actually be prepared. Stupidly, I thought I had more time, but now they’re in our house.
I let out a small scream and slam my door closed, making sure to lock it as well.
“That guy is infuriating,” I mutter to myself. “Hollis Wilder,” I repeat in a mocking tone. “Ugh, even his name screams self-righteous asshole.”
At least he’s a hot self-righteous asshole.
“Dear God, I’m in trouble.”
I head for my bathroom and shower, but even it can’t cool my temper.
* * *
It doesn’t takeme long to shower and dry my hair. I dress in a pair of high waisted shorts since it’s hot as balls today, and a cropped gray tank. My stomach rumbles, reminding me it’s getting closer to ten o’clock and I haven’t eaten yet.
I wander downstairs and find yet another guy I don’t know in the kitchen.
His back is to me as he rummages in the refrigerator.
“Can I help you find something?” I ask.
The guy jumps away from the fridge.
“Yeah, sorry.” He gives me an apologetic smile. “I’m hungry.”
“I gathered that. I’m Mia, by the way.”
“Fox,” he answers.
He’s a little shorter than Hollis with dark spiky hair and stubble on his cheeks. He’s thin and lean, but at least he’s dressed in a pair of athletic shorts and a t-shirt.
“Let me guess, you can’t cook and you’re waiting for something to magically appear?”
He gives me a sheepish smile. “Maybe.”
I sigh. “How many of you are hungry and useless?”
“Four of us—although, Cannon can cook, he just refuses to cook for all of us and only himself. Bastard made himself an omelet this morning and we all had to smell its deliciousness while he scarfed it down.”
I sigh. “I’ll make something for the rest of you then.” I say it mostly so I won’t have to deal with a bunch of hungry guys pestering me. I really shouldn’t give into them, obviously my mom didn’t since they’re grown ass man, but this guy has this sweet puppy dog look about him that has suckered me in.
I flick my hand, ushering him away from the refrigerator and out of my way.
He takes a seat on one of the barstools at the island. So much for me getting to eatmybreakfast. My mom and siblings have disappeared Lord knows where, now I’m stuck here with not one arrogant asshole, but apparently a total of four. At least this guy seems funny and nice. Maybe the other two I haven’t met yet won’t be so bad either.
I pull the eggs out, some spinach, and peppers. Since he mentioned an omelet I decide to make those for the other guys. At least it’s heartier than scrambled eggs—which had been my first thought to make, but I’m sure a bunch of guys this age would be hungry five minutes later. Noah’s way younger than them and eats like a wild beast. I’ve legitimately seen the kid eat an entire box of cereal in a mixing bowl. Who does that?
I set about making the breakfast. I feel Fox’s eyes on me and the silence between us unnerves me.
I clear my throat. “Are you guys going to be living here at the house?”
While I’m stuck with him, perhaps I can get some answers from him.
“Nah, we have a suite near the studio, but your dad picked us up last night and brought us here since it was late, and our room isn’t supposed to be ready until this afternoon anyway.”
I finish the first omelet and put it on a plate for Fox.
