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She shrugged. “It’s fine. It’s just another producer to cross off our list. We’ll find the right one eventually.”
“I know you will.” She was way too talented and driven not to get what she wanted.
“And in the meantime, we’ll write more songs, produce more videos, and maybe go viral on our own.”
“That would be fucking amazing.”
“It really would.”
CHAPTER10
Lucy
“Thanks so much for the ride, and, you know, everything.” I got out of the back of Matt’s truck, searching in my handbag for my keys.
“No problem.”
“Here they are!” I pulled out the keys with a flourish, took a step up the drive, then stopped dead in my tracks, just staring at my new house. It wasn’t big, by any means, but it was cute, with its red brick front, dark blue metal roof, tiled porch and bay window in the living room. Best of all, it was all mine.
“You think we might, you know, actually go inside at some point?”
“Haha. Sorry. I’m just admiring it. It’s so perfect.”
“It’s very gorgeous,” Zara agreed quietly.
I shot Zara a look. She was standing next to the truck, her arms folded across her chest. Her dark hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and her blue eyes were serious as she gazed at my house. She was as tall as me, but willowy, and she wore her usual jeans and a sweatshirt, with a puffer jacket over the top against the late November chill.
Seeing what I thought was sadness in her eyes, I looked between her and Matt. Yep, something was definitely up with his fiancée. She was always a little quiet, but today even more so. He returned my gaze, flicking Zara a quick glance that I interpreted perfectly – he wanted me to talk to her about whatever was upsetting her – so I nodded in acknowledgement. “All right, let’s do this.” I led the way up the drive to the front porch, bubbling with excitement.
The lock was a bit stiff when I turned the key, making Matt say, “I’ve got some WD40 in the back of the truck. I can spray it before we leave.”
“Awesome, thanks.”
We stepped inside. Drawing a deep breath, I said, “Hmm, it’s pretty musty. I think I’ll open the windows to air it out before I actually move in.”
“Good idea. Where do you want these?” Matt held up two large cans of paint.
“Kitchen, please. They’re for the cupboards in there.”
“Okay. And then I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“You have? You know I said no housewarming presents.”
“It’s nothing much, so don’t freak out.”
Zara and I waited while Matt put the paint away, then went back out to his truck, returning with a small, fold out picnic table and three chairs. “You wanna grab the other thing for me, Zara?”
“Sure.”
I followed Matt into the kitchen. “Okay, spit it out quick, before she comes back. What’s up?”
“She’s really upset with her mom because she’s being a grade A bitch about the wedding. She’s trying to take over because she thinks it’s not big or glamorous enough.”
“Fuck, hasn’t that woman done enough damage?”
“You’d think so, right? But she won’t quit, and Zara doesn’t know what to do.”
“Shh—she’s coming back. Leave it with me.”
