Rock Reclaimed (Rock Revenge Trilogy 2)

He rolled his eyes.

“Ten minutes out,” Benny called from the front.

Ian glanced over at the girls. “Making my girl too hot to be with me, ladies?”

Perry and Lark giggled. “Just passing the time.”

Ian stood. Our fingers were still twisted, but he finally slid away from me and headed back to the bathroom. I glanced over at the girls. “What?”

“Four-alarm fire on the damn bus. We are so fucking jealous.” Lark threw a towel at me.

I caught it with a laugh.

Ian came back out and looked from the girls to me. “What the hell did I miss while I was sleeping?”

I made a twisting key gesture in front of my lips.

He hurried down the aisle and scooped me up. “Tell me.”

“No way.”

“I’ll get it out of you.”

“Doubt it.”

“Hmm.” He sat back down with me on his lap. “Things are going to get a little crazy once we’re off the bus.”

“That famous there, hotshot?”

He rolled his eyes. “Not like that. I just mean we’ll have to do a quick soundcheck and all that bullshit.”

“Ah, you mean work. Sure. I’ll keep myself busy.”

“I don’t want you to.”

“Believe me, I have plenty I want to do. Besides, it’s a vineyard, right?”

“Yeah.”

I shrugged. “If I get really bored, you’ll just find me half-drunk.”

/> “I might actually like to see that. Unless you’re a belligerent drunk.”

I gave him a side eye.

“Are you a nasty drunk, love?”

I wrinkled my nose at him. “No, more likely to curl up like a cat and snore.”

He laughed. “I guess we’ll find out.”

The bus pulled around a huge driveway and the drop-off was impressive enough to make me grip the small sill in front of the windows. The ocean roared loud enough to overpower the bus engine. By the time we parked, I was the first off the bus.

“Hey!”

I paused at the bottom of the stairs. “What?”

He stood at the top of the stairs with his hands on his hips. “No good luck? Break a leg?”