Page 78 of Life After You

I’m going to him.

To my rockstar.

Chapter Twenty

Logan

“Bro,” Sam says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I’m sitting in the back of the tour bus, shuffling through my phone, replaying Mac’s words over and over.

I said yes. I’m coming on tour.

I can’t stop grinning.

“Logan.” Sam snaps his fingers in front of my face. “Earth to lover boy.”

I smirk, slipping my phone into my pocket and standing.

Trey snorts. “You look like you just had a real good conversation. Can’t have been phone sex, though—you still haveyour pants on.” He leans back, stretching. “Ah well, I, for one, am just glad you’re done moping.”

I snort, feeling lighter than I have in weeks. A sudden urge to declutter the bus hits me. Did it always smell like burritos and Pine-Sol?

“Hey, I wasn’t moping,” I argue, already reaching for a trash bag and scooping up loose clothes.

Chace raises a brow. “You were absolutely moping. And uh… what are you doing?”

“Shit, he’s stress-cleaning, isn’t he?” Sam calls out.

“Fuck, Trey—grab some bags before he goes full tyrant.”

“On it, boss,” Trey says, but points at me. “Touch my fashion mags, and we will have words.”

Chace snorts. “You mean porn?”

Trey stops mid-step, clutching his chest like he’s been personally attacked. “Fuck off, bro, it’s not porn… Okay, well, some of it is kinda pornographic, but I really like the lovers’ tips section. People write in about the wildest shit.”

“Dude, just use Reddit.” Chace shrugs.

Trey mutters something under his breath.

Sam frowns. “Again, man, you’re mumbling.”

Trey exhales sharply. “I can’t use Reddit, okay? I’m banned.”

Silence.

“Bro…” Chace says, slowly narrowing his eyes.

Trey scratches the back of his head. “Yeah, and uh… so are you.”

“WHAT THE FUCK, BRO.”

“Oh, and Sam.”

Sam blinks. “What? I don’t even have a Reddit account.”

“Not anymore, no.”

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