The Complete Rockstar Series

What did I say?

“So,” I hesitate. “We’ll be leaving at two-thirty.”

He nods, leaving the deck in a cloud of unexplained fury.

Spoiled brat celebrities. Never again.

Flummoxed, I call Sasha to vent.

“Mitch, my gorgeous darling. Miss me?”

I smile. “You always know how to cheer me up, Sasha.” I settle onto one of the comfy deck chairs and close my eyes, letting my skin soak up the sun.

“That’s because I’m brilliant. And because I know you, Mitch,” she purrs.

“You do.” I agree.

“Uh oh, is there trouble in Hollywood paradise?”

I snort. “You could say that. I’m saddled with a client who’s either bipolar or has a split personality. I haven’t decided which.”

Sasha giggles. “Don’t say that. You know he isn’t either of those things.”

“How would you know? You’ve never even met the man,” I challenge.

“Because, Mitch. You would have diagnosed him already and told me as much. It wouldn’t take you an entire week to figure out something so obvious.”

“Hmph.” She’s right.

“You two don’t get along. That’s the problem,” she says with certainty.

“We do sometimes. Then it’s like oil and water. I swear,

Sasha, my head can’t keep up with his mood swings.” I flex my sore knee cautiously. It feels much better today, but not one hundred percent.

“It’s like living with a whiney girlfriend, huh?”

“Exactly.” I exhale and kick my feet up in the chair. “That’s exactly what it’s like.”

“I wonder why that is?” Sasha murmurs.

“What?”

“Oh, Mitch. You’ll figure it out when you’re ready. For now, just keep that boy safe.”

“He’s not a boy,” I grumble.

“Bye! Love you!” Sasha calls out.

Before I can answer, she’s already hung up. Odd.

I check the time and realize I have to get changed soon. Jesus, this suit thing is growing old. The thought of putting on a constricting tie has me gagging.

There has to be another way to be part of Gavin’s entourage and not be the bodyguard or the executive. Since I don’t want any extra outsiders knowing where the house is, our entourage is small.

When the idea comes to me, I spend a few minutes wondering if Gavin would be willing to go along with it. I spend zero minutes wondering why it has me growing hard.

Nope. Not going there.