Rock Redemption (Rock Revenge Trilogy 3) - Page 71

Rory appeared at my other side. As if I was infirm, they both shouldered me onto the sidewalk. I might’ve shoved them back if not for the Uber that smoothly glided up to the curb at that moment.

Unceremoniously, they dumped me in the backseat and Rory sat beside me while Flynn climbed in the front. I rested my flaming hot cheek against the cool window and prayed the lurch of the car wouldn’t make me lose my lunch. And dinner. And many, many snacks.

Through the miracle of modern transportation, we were soon at Flynn’s place. I didn’t understand, since Flynn lived nowhere near civilization. It had taken far longer to reach the pub in the first place. Maybe this car had wings. Had we floated up and cruised home via the sky?

“Uh huh, sure, you’re in a spaceship. Get the hell up. You stink. You need a shower.”

Even through my haze, I found that statement rude. I had showered recently.

Hadn’t I?

Hmm. Maybe yesterday. Day before?

Who could keep track while suffering from a broken heart?

“Christ, I’m horny.” I pressed my face into hard flesh and hoped my head wasn’t somewhere it shouldn’t be. “I miss Zoe.”

“Yeah, yeah, set that shit to music. C’mon now.”

“You’re horny? It’s been years for me and I passed up Sheena with double Ds to babysit you.”

“Dumbass, Sheena is spelled with two Es.” I lifted my head and grinned as Flynn dragged me toward the cabin’s front door.

Had we even paid? Maybe the ride was free. Three hot rockstars—no, wait, that wasn’t right.

“And you’re not even a rockstar,” I added to Rory, flashing him the middle finger.

“Neither are you anymore. Not since you ran away.” Rory stuck his tongue out at me behind Flynn’s back.

“Jesus, are you two fifteen? Shut up. Both of you. Or I’ll turn on the double heads in the shower and stick you in there together.”

“He did say I was pretty earlier. Which I am. I’m very pretty. Just not pretty enough to love.”

“Oh, Christ, here he goes again.” Flynn jammed his elbow into my ribs. “You’re drunk. Just be quiet.”

I was drunk. Even I knew that.

“Can I stay with you forever?” I asked Flynn. “You’ve seen I’m a tidy houseguest.”

Flynn shouldered open the front door and Rory pushed his way inside before I could. “No. You absolutely cannot stay with me forever.”

“We can be old bachelors together. Rory can stay too. God knows he’s not getting any.”

“Shut up. You’re not getting any either. Boohoo, Zoe, boohoo.”

I had to laugh when he knuckled his eyes to pantomime crying. “You’re a right bastard.”

“Took you long enough to notice.”

“Both of you, find the damn bathrooms and clean up. I’m going to make some popcorn and find a movie.” Flynn gave me a shove and I bobbled precariously on my feet. “Assuming you’re both upright enough to watch one.”

“I’m basically sober. Ian’s woe-is-me cockblock killed my buzz.”

I flipped him the bird. “I’m sober too.” I turned my head and blinked. “Hey, when did these walls take on that pink sheen?”

Flynn just pointed down the hall and I stumbled off in the direction of the stairs with Rory on my heels.

We split off to head into the bathrooms, both of us laughing like loons over nothing. But when I closed the bathroom door, my laughter stopped.

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