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“Okay, so I’m a little bit of a groupie. But that’s not why I want to go on this tour. This is a chance to see Europe, Maddie. I’ll be paying for my own room, so you can stay there free of charge.”
“My parents wouldn’t like that.”
I shrug. “Your parents don’t have to know. As far as they’re concerned, the band is paying for everything.”
“They would know better than that.”
I sigh. “All right, Mads. What will it take—right now—for you to do this? Anything within my power, and it’s yours.”
She closes her book and scrambles off her bed, standing.
“Tell me. Tell me right now. Are you after my brother?”
I blink. “Of course not.”
That’s a lie. But I said I’d do what’s in my power. I didn’t say I’d be completely truthful.
“Do you have any interest in him whatsoever?”
“I think he’s good-looking. I think he’s mega talented. But he’s thirty-two years old, Mads.”
I feel my nose growing by the second.
“What about my cousin?”
“Cage? Of course not.”
No nose enlargement on that one. Cage is handsome, but Jesse is…out of this world.
Maddie sits back down on the bed next to me. She doesn’t say anything for a few minutes.
I rack my brain, trying to come up with something else to nudge her—
“All right. I think it could be fun. Just you and me.”
Yes!
I grab her hands to stop myself from jumping up from the bed in joy. “Absolutely. It’ll be a blast.”
She looks down at her lap. “To tell the truth, I’ve always felt kind of left out of the awesome foursome.”
Hmm. Those inspirational quotes are making some more sense. How could I—and Angie, Sage, and Gina—be so obtuse? “You know you’re an honorary member, Mads. If it weren’t for you, there wouldbeno awesome foursome. You came up with that term.”
“I know. But you guys forget about me so much of the time. The four of you head out to Murphy’s, and you don’t think to invite me.”
“But we won’t have to worry about that if we’re in Europe, will we?”
Maddie rolls her eyes. “You’re not getting it.”
She’s right. I’m not approaching this well at all. If she feels left out, I need to show her she’s important to me. It’s not even a lie. She’s very important to me. She always has been.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you felt that way. I’ll do better.”
She huffs. “I need to get over it anyway. I’m twenty-two years old. A grown-up. Time to let go of this petty jealousy.”
I squeeze her hand. “This is a perfect opportunity for you and me to do something together. Without the others. It would be a total blast for us to see Europe.”
“Yeah. It might be. I still have to find money for a plane ticket.”
