Page 43 of Wylder and the Almost Rockstar
“Hey! I have never once claimed to be mature.” She stood and pushed him back before reaching for the Oreos. “Just one more. Please.”
“Addict.” He held the package over his head.
She jumped, but they were too high. “Oh, go eat a hockey puck.”
Killian grinned, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m off to Diego’s, and I’m taking these with me.”
As he walked out the door, she called after him. “When they interview me about superstar NHLer Killian James, I’m going to tell them he was a jerk who stole cookies from a girl!”
The door shut, and she sat down with a huff.
Logan laughed as he pulled his hand out from behind his back. A hand that was attached to a second pack of Oreos. “He didn’t realize he was missing two packs.”
A slow smile spread across her lips. “You’re diabolical.”
“Not any more than you.” He held out the package. “Want one?”
She looked from the cookies to Logan and back. “I mean, not really. I already ate too many. You?”
“Same.”
“I kind of just wanted to fight Killian.”
“You do love your fights.”
Reaching forward, she grabbed the notebook. “We should probably polish this up.” But she suddenly didn’t want to work anymore. Setting it back down, she pulled her legs up under her and turned her entire body to face him. “How is Luke doing?”
Logan sighed.
“That good, huh?”
He rubbed the back of his neck, guilt flashing in his eyes. Wylder didn’t know how to make him believe it wasn’t his fault. “Uncle Bruce isn’t happy. I got a call from him last night. He basically just yelled at me for making this happen. He wants me to make a statement.”
“What kind of statement?”
“The denial kind. He says it could all go away if I do a TV interview and explain what happened. They want me to say Luke came to the academy to perform for me so I could get a better grade.”
“But that’s not true.” She chewed on her lip. “Who is ‘they’?”
“Uncle Bruce and the label.”
“Not Luke?”
Logan sighed again. “No, Luke wants me to stay out of the limelight. But he’s just protecting me. He doesn’t want me to have to lie for him.”
“I was wrong about Luke, wasn’t I?”
He was quiet for a moment. “Yes. And no. He can be a grade-A jerk. But when it comes to me, I couldn’t ask for a better twin. The only thing he’s ever wanted is for us to do this music thing together. That was why he agreed to the dishonesty in the first place. He knew I wouldn’t stand beside him on stage, but if I recorded the albums, I was still in it with him.”
“But he’s the one who told you to come back here?”
“He knew there were people here who cared about me.”
“No, there aren’t.” Wylder shifted her eyes away.
“Wylds,” he breathed. “Tell the truth.”
“So, are you going to do it? The interview, I mean?”
