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“Call us, day or night, and we’ll come over. I mean it, I don’t want you alone with that weirdo still at large.”
“It’s been quiet this week, so maybe whoever it is has found someone else to annoy.”
“Still—”
I held my hand up. “I’ll reach out regularly and let you know if I need company, all right?”
Brodie nodded and slapped my thigh. “If not, you can always go with plan B and move Dawson and his family in with you.”
“Will you shut it?” I hissed, hoping no one around us heard.
“You meeting up with your man?” he whispered.
“Not until the studio on Friday.”
“Two days apart.” Brodie sighed. “I don’t think I could do it with Van.”
“No kidding. The last time your husband went out of town for a weekend, you were a grumpy pain in the ass.”
Brodie shrugged, no denial.
“I hear you got a new song for us.”
I startled. “Who told you that?”
Brodie just smiled.
“He did?” I asked. “Really?”
“Your man admires your talent, not just your sexy body,” Brodie teased. “And apparently, you’ve been holding out on us.”
“No, I haven’t.” I waved him off. “Most of the time, I prefer to focus on my part. I’m a guitarist first, you know that. I’m not even sure I know what I’m doing when it comes to songwriting. It’s just something I’ve started brainstorming lately.”
“Well, Van and I are happy to review what you’ve got and go from there. I’m looking forward to it. It means our sound can continue to grow.”
“You haven’t even heard the song yet, Dee. It’s barely that. Just a few chords and some lyrics I wrote down in the middle of the night.”
“Gotta start somewhere.”
We pulled into the long, circular driveway of my house.
Like many of my fellow musicians and celebrities, I’d chosen the Forest Hills area to call home.
I bought the place mainly due to the size of the land. I had the crumbling cottage that sat on it razed. In its place, the contractor built a modern ranch house. The home was all one level, in a U-shape, and sat at the highest point of the property. The central area was the living room, dining, and kitchen. One wing was for my living quarters, including a main bedroom and bath, and the other wing consisted of my music room and three guest bedrooms. A large pool and a massive firepit in the backyard completed the space.
All in all, it was a peaceful retreat. Rustic and minimalist, it was my little bit of zen in the country.
I reached over and gave Brodie a hug, then Van, and promised to call if I needed anything.
Lennie and Quinn did the house tour first, ensuring the place was secure.
Once we were given the all-clear, Quinn told Lennie he’d be back to change shifts at eight tomorrow morning.
I waved goodbye to my friends as the SUV headed back out to the main road.
“You got food in the house?” Lennie asked as we entered the front door.
“Bibi arranged for a delivery this morning. I should be stocked up. If there’s anything you need, let me know. I’ll show you to the?—”
