Page 8 of Hard Rock Fling
"Why else would I be?"
She grabbed at my phone and read aloud. "Hot new pictures of Damian with up-and-coming runway model. Will The Twins ever settle down?"
I reached for my phone to grab it back but she held it out of my reach. She continued reading."Video of wild Darkest Days' bash proves rock stars really know how to party."
Faith stared at me. I squirmed.
"Those sure seems like important industry trends," she drawled.
I gave up. "Alright, fine. I set up notifications whenever anyone mentions Darkest Days."
"Of course you did."
"I need to keep tabs on the guys and their music. For my job. You know."
"Right. For yourjob." Faith poked me in the ribs.
"It's not like I follow their every move or anything."
"Of course not."
"I'm a fan but it's not like I'mobsessed."
"Mmm-hmm." She sipped her coffee, staring at me over the rim.
I kept digging myself deeper and deeper into the hole. "I just want to know when they release a new song or music video. Or when they announce a new tour or media appearance. Or when one of them changes their hairstyle or has half-naked selfies leaked online."
Faith raised a single eyebrow.
I conceded. "Okay, so maybe I'm alittleobsessed."
"Well, you wouldn't be the only one. Half the girls on the planet are in love with Darkest Days."
"With good reason. They're rock star gods."
She shrugged. "They've got good songs, I guess."
"Youguess?"
"You know rock music isn't really my thing." Faith handed me my phone back. "Do you really like getting notifications every time one of those guys trashes a hotel room or bangs another girl?"
I looked down at my coffee, not answering. There was definitely some news I didn't like to get. I hated the idea of Ian sleeping with a bunch of girls. I couldn't pretend it didn't happen, though. The Twins were notorious flirts. They could get any girl they wanted into bed with just a few words.
Faith got tired of teasing me and let me finish my lunch in peace. When we were done she stood up and grabbed her purse.
"I've got to get back to work. Thanks for lunch, Hope. We should do this more often. Even though we live together, I feel like I never get to see you anymore."
"I know. It's not like when we were in school. Having adult careers sucks, doesn't it?"
Faith gave me a squeeze and left. I still had a bit more coffee to finish so I stayed behind. The cafe was empty, leaving me to my thoughts. Ian's words came back to me.
You're not like the others, are you?
I took a sip of my coffee, resisting the urge to flush. I hadn't known what to make of it last night. I still didn't. Ian didn't think I was like the others. Other what? Other girls?
I shook my head and scoffed inwardly. I shouldn't read anything into it. It was probably a line he said to all his female fans.
A jingle announced the cafe door opening. I looked up.
