Page 32 of Love is a Lyric
She sighed in relief. He was only about five minutes away. “I need a ride.”
“On it. Be there in a few.”
“Thanks, Drew.”
“You betcha.”
She hung up, and it hit her. She’d just called Drew Stone for a ride, and she didn’t work for him yet. They weren’t friends. She barely knew him. But what was she supposed to do? Matt was in New York doing something for the label, and she didn’t know anyone else in Gulf City.
Drew pulled up a few minutes later, but he wasn’t alone. Jo Jackson, drummer for the legendary Noah Clarke, rode in the passenger seat.
Drew flashed her a million dollar grin as he stepped out of the car. “There’s my newest employee.” He eyed the suitcase. “Quinn kick you out when she found out?”
“Kind of.” Piper didn’t want to tell the whole sordid tale to two near strangers.
Jo, wearing a leather jacket even in this heat, tilted her head, eyeing Piper skeptically, but didn’t say a word.
“Can you drive me to the airport?” It was a big ask with Tampa being an hour away, but she was desperate, and an Uber would cost a fortune she didn’t have.
“Of course.” He gave her another crooked smile. “You don’t mind, Jo, do you?”
“Well, Noah made me come stay with you while he’s in London for the week, so your wish is my command, even if said wish is taking a strange girl all the way to Tampa.”
“Ignore her.” Drew lifted her suitcase. “We just got in on a flight this morning and were on our way back from Tampa. She’s tired.”
“I’m sorry I’m asking you to go back.” She wouldn’t have if she didn’t need to get to Ben.
He shrugged. “No big.” He opened the trunk and shoved her suitcase in next to both of theirs. “Hop in.”
Climbing into the back seat of the SUV, she avoided Jo’s gaze. Something about the famous drummer set her on edge.
Drew shut his door and issued a little wave. Piper followed his gaze to where Quinn watched them out the window.
As they drove away, Drew started talking. “Look, Joey, you need to be nice to Piper if we’re all going to be on the same tour.”
That surprised Piper. She didn’t know Noah Clarke and Jo Jackson were coming.
As if reading her mind, Drew laughed. “Last minute addition. Our feud is playing well in the press right now, and the label thinks it’ll help us sell out the arenas faster.”
She sank back against the seat, not ready to think about the tour she had to leave on soon where she’d no longer be working forFate, instead standing at Drew Stone’s side—and that was a whole other beast of a job.
Right now, in that moment, the only thing she wanted to think about was Ben and fixing this for him, making him see this was a Quinn problem and not a Ben problem. He deserved so much better than her sister.
And she was determined to prove it to him.
