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“What did you tell her?”
“That we needed to talk and make sure that we had another eleven songs in us.”
“And what do you think? Do we?”
Jameson shrugged. “I guess that depends on if you’re interested in sharing your home with me a while longer.”
Honestly, I didn’t really want him to leave. I’d planned to hate him and make this the final nail in my career coffin. I’d expected a cocky, overconfident asshole who’d crush my teenage self’s hero worship in one conversation. Instead, Jameson was kind, intelligent, and gentle, while still somehow exuding that rock star swagger that eluded many people. He was also pure temptation. And that made me nervous.
“All right, I guess it’s time to get a little more serious about Wilde and Lorde.”
He grinned, not even bothering to correct me on the order of our names. “Seems like.”
I wasn’t sure I’d survive months of Jameson within touching distance but so far out of reach. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like on tour with him, sharing a bus, performing closely. I’d break. I’d slip up and kiss him again. Or worse, fall in love with a man I couldn’t have.
Chapter Thirteen
KILLIAN
The doorbell rang, pulling Jameson and me from our session. We’d written an entirely new song over the last two days, and now we were working on laying down the demo.
“Who’s that?” Jamie asked, setting his guitar in the case.
I got up and padded to the door, looking out the peephole to find Sera standing on the porch with her trademark mischievous grin.
“It’s my sister-in-law.”
“Don’t just stand there. Let her in.”
I opened the door, smiling wide, even though I really just wanted Jameson all to myself. “Hey, Sera, what’s up? You’re not freaking out, so everything should be okay. No emergency?”
She ignored me completely, waving at my roommate instead. “Hey, Jamie.” Her gaze flitted back to me. “Oh, you two are working.”
“That’s why I’m here and not helping on the ranch. What did you think we were going to do? Sit around and stare at each other all day?”
Her cheeks went pink, and embarrassment curled in my belly.
“Well, I just never thought Jamie was going to get a chance to get you to focus, Kill.”
“That was obvious from your last intervention.”
“Do you need another?”
“No,” I said, irritation obvious in my voice. “I am a grown-ass man. I’m able to make my own decisions.”
“I know, but sometimes you need a nudge,” she stage-whispered.
“And you thought you needed to give me that nudge?”
“Yep, I did. You’re welcome.”
Jameson snickered from where he was now standing in my kitchen, pouring himself a cold beer.
“You want one, Kill?”
“Yeah. Looks like I might need it. Especially if Sera here has some crazy plan.”
“What plan? I don’t need a plan. You two are working together. That was the goal. I just came to invite you to family dinner tonight.”
