Page 57 of Wylder and the Almost Rockstar
“Medium rare, just short of mooing.”
“Excellent choice.” Her dad darted back outside to gather the steaks from the grill.
“Have a seat you two.” Her mom nodded for them to take the seats opposite hers as she poured glasses of iced tea.
“I’m not going to lie, Logan, I Googled you earlier.”
“Mom!” Wylder was mortified.
“Well, I wanted to know what all the fuss was about. You told me to look him up.”
“Yeah, but you weren’t supposed to tell him.”
Her stepmom ignored her. “We heard what happened at the game the other night, and the school’s been keeping us informed about the investigation. I’m just so sorry that happened, Logan, dear. It was an invasion of your privacy to upload that video like that, and Wylder’s privacy. Considering you both have famous siblings, whoever the guilty party is should have known it would blow up.”
“It comes with the territory when you have a famous brother.” Logan glanced at Wylder. “Especially when you wear your brother’s face.”
“That must be so difficult for you.”
“It’s had its ups and downs.” Logan sipped his tea. “Mostly downs.”
“I can’t get over it, you look just like Luke.” Wylder’s dad returned with the steaks and took his seat beside her mom. “I can’t tell the difference at all, and I spent the whole afternoon staring at Luke’s face in Wylder’s bedroom.”
“Seriously, Dad?” Wylder groaned.
“She had his face plastered all across her bedroom. Took me over an hour to take down all those posters.”
“I haven’t lived in that bedroom for more than a year.”
“It’s no secret you were a Luke fan.” Logan winked.
“I got over it.” Wylder passed a basket of rolls around. “It was a phase, but I still like his music.”
“Since this is your first time to Steak Club.” Her dad stood to serve the steaks. “You should know it’s a safe zone. We don’t let bad things touch us at Steak Club. You can leave your worries at the door. They’ll still be there later for you to pick up on your way out. But while you’re here, you get to unwind, take a load off, have a good meal and a good laugh.”
“That sounds great. Really great, actually.” Logan helped himself to a baked potato and passed the platter to Wylder. “Can I bother you for a little more steak?” Logan asked in a serious tone.
“Sure, there’s plenty.” Her dad served him a few more slices.
“I just wanted to make sure I got some before Wylder hoovered it all. I’m starving.” He winked.
Her mom laughed. “Between her and her brother, we learned to pack our plates. In this house, if you don’t eat fast or hide it, you don’t eat.”
“I’d just like to know where she puts it.” Logan sliced into his potato. “She should be nine hundred pounds.”
“It’s so not fair.” Her mom shook her head.
“Okay, that’s enough picking on Wylder for one night.” She shoved a huge bite of steak into her mouth, happy to see a relaxed smile on Logan’s face.
“Having a famous brother is a challenge on a normal day,” her dad said. “But you’re dealing with unusual circumstances, Logan. We’ve seen all the gossip and speculation about you and your brother. And having Beckett as a son, we’re no stranger to being in the spotlight for things that are no one’s business. Back when Nicky and Becks first got together, we had news vans up and down our street for weeks. Poor Nicky couldn’t even go to work without getting swarmed by the press.”
“That’s never fun.” Logan sighed. “But how did they handle it? I remember hearing about some scandal about their relationship, but it just blew over eventually, didn’t it?”
“Becks made a mess of it at first,” Wylder said. “But once he figured it out, they made it work, his career recovered, and the press moved on to the next story.”
“It’s that way no matter who is in the spotlight,” her mom said. “But it will always pass.”
“And you and your brothers may or may not make it through the storm in terms of Luke’s career,” her dad added. “But at the end of the day, you’ll still have your family, and that’s truly what matters most. Screw whatever the rest of the world thinks or says. You boys know your truth.”
