Page 99 of Love is a Dance Step
“I’m game.” Noah shouted from the couch as he put his controller on the table. “I love our group meetings.”
“Of course he does.” Ben shook his head.
Piper hopped up. “That’s my cue to leave then. I’ll head over to the hotel to make sure the crew is ready for tomorrow night. Madison Square Garden is the big one.” She kissed Ben, slipped her feet into a pair of flats, grabbed her jacket, and left, leaving only the Rockstars Anonymous members behind.
“Come over here.” Melanie waved them toward the glass dining room table. “Sit.” None of them ever had the guts to argue with Melanie. She leaned her elbows on the table. “Okay, a lot has been happening.”
Jo groaned. “Please don’t make this about my pregnancy again.”
Noah grinned. “Yeah, I’d rather chat about Drew’s newest infatuation.”
He didn’t like where this was going, but they all knew, and he couldn’t avoid the conversation. “Lola is different.” He pictured her standing at his door the night she first kissed him, so earnest, so brave.
“Of course she is.” Noah snickered.
Melanie reached out and shoved him. “Hush. Let Drew speak.”
“I don’t want to talk about this with you guys.”
Noah laughed. “Wasn’t it you who decided we were all suddenly love gurus when Benny boy needed our help?”
Jo twisted her lips to the side. “It was. Why is it okay for us to help Ben get over himself enough to realize he loved Piper, but not okay for us to make you realize you’re being a douche?”
His eyes snapped to hers, knowing how right she was. It had been days since he kissed Lola at the ball, days since he brought Brooke back to the room she shared with Lola and had her tell him to leave.
Days since the tabloids dragged her into the mud. Again.
And yet, every time he started to call her, something stopped him. When he kept to his rules, he didn’t have to worry about perception, about what anyone would think of a rock star getting involved with his much younger dancer.
He didn’t have to worry about his family and their opinions.
Drew pushed a hand through his hair. “Sometimes, I wonder if it’s only the dancing, if that makes me feel something that isn’t there.”
Melanie met his gaze. “Well, there’s an easy way to figure that out. Did you ever have feelings for Leah when she was your dancer?”
“Of course not. She’s Leah. We’re like siblings.”
“And Brooke… when she danced with you, did it ever tempt you to break the rules?”
“Never.”
“Well.” Melanie spread her hands. “It’s not the dancing.”
“I don’t know, maybe you shouldtalkto her.” Noah shrugged like it was the most obvious solution.
It probably was.
Noah wasn’t finished. “When I saw her this morning, she seemed a little off. I can’t explain it. But maybe it was just your brother being here.”
Drew’s back straightened as the words wound through him. “Asher is in the city?” What was Asher doing here? Drew had invited Nora to join him on tour, but she was always busy with school. Asher never showed any interest in even speaking to his older brother, let alone coming to see him on the road.
Which meant one thing.
He was here for Lola.
“Noah,” Drew growled. “Why didn’t anyone tell me Asher was here?”
Noah shrugged. “Didn’t realize it was a thing. He’s at the hotel if you want to see him.”
