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“Water is fine for me too,” I say.
One of Piper’s brother’s glances at the brunette. He looks like he might be the oldest, but I’m not sure. “What?”
“That’sKyle Spencer,” she hisses back.
“I know. I just met him. How do you know him?”
“Kyle Spencer, Wells.”
“I know! Why do you keep saying his name?”
Everyone is looking anywhere but at me. Except for Alex. He glances over and smirks. I’m guessing he’s already figured out I’m famous.
“We can all hear you guys,” Piper says dryly.
“I’m sorry!” the woman exclaims, then scoots forward to offer me her right hand. “I’m Norah.”
“Kyle.” I shake it.
“I know. I mean, nice to meet you. Sorry. You must get so sick of people making a scene around you or saying they love your music.”
“That’s why we all pretended not to know him,” Alex says. “You ruined it, Norah.”
“Wait. You guys knew who he was?” Wells asks.
One of the brothers whose name I can’t remember scoffs. “Alex is full of shit. He can’t even remember which nights he’s on duty. It’s posted on Mom’s fridge, like he’s in kindergarten.”
“That’sforMom, Seth,” Alex replies. “Otherwise, she calls me and asks whether I’ll be home for dinner.”
“Sure it is,” Seth says, rolling his eyes. He glances at me. “What kind of music do you play, man?”
“This issoembarrassing for you,” Norah says. “You’re askingKyle Spencerwhat kind of music he plays.”
“Do you think you’ve said his name enough times?” Wells asks. “There are a lot of singers out there, okay?” He glances at me almost apologetically. “I’m sure you’ve done really well. I don’t listen to much music. Just whatever is on the radio.”
“He’s on the radioall the time,” Norah says. “And one of his songs was on our wedding playlist.”
“I liked the playlist,” Wells replies. He looks at me. Grins. “Guess I’m a fan.”
“Appreciate it. Been trying to make an Egan a fan of my music for years.”
I get a few questioning stares for that comment, but it’s only aimed at one person. Piper elbows me in the ribs.
“In our defense, we didn’t know Piper worked withactualcelebrities,” another brother says. “All she mentions are garage bands no one has heard of.”
“You meanundiscovered talent, Noah,” Piper says.
“Is it undiscovered if no onediscoversit?”
Piper exhales, and I hear the frustration in it.
“She’ll be the one discovering it now that she’s in A&R,” I say.
Questioning glances turn Piper’s way, confirming what I already guessed—she didn’t tell her family about her promotion.
“A&R?” Wells asks. “What does that mean?”
“Artists and repertoire,” Piper answers. “It’s the label’s department that handles scouting new artists for the label to sign.”
