Rock with Me
Page 15“Me too!” Jules agrees happily.
“Not me.” Meg shakes her head. “I love you guys, but I hate looking at houses. It’s like buying a car. Boring as hell.”
“I’ll let you guys know when and if there’s something to look at. So far Luke hasn’t found anything he likes, so he’s making noises about having something built.”
“Sounds like my brother,” I mutter with a chuckle. “He’ll build you guys something fabulous.”
“Yeah, but I want to move in the next six months, so we’ll see how that goes.” Nat shifts in her chair and pushes her muffin away without taking a bite. “Enough about that, it makes me nervous. Meg, how’s Leo settling in? Luke mentioned he’s staying at your old place?”
Great, my turn to be nervous.
I take another sip of my tea and keep my face blank. I’m so not telling my friends what Leo and I have been up to.
No way.
“He’s good,” Meg replies and then frowns. “But he’s been really moody the past week or so.”
“Broody musician?” Jules asks with a wink.
“Not usually.” Meg shrugs. “He usually acts this way when he’s stuck on a girl. But he’s even more moody than usual. If he is seeing someone, and I meet her, I’m gonna kick her ass for making him so grouchy.”
I choke on my drink, sputtering and coughing, and Nat leans over to smack my back.
“You okay?” She asks.
“Fine,” I choke out and take another sip. “Sorry, just went down wrong.”
“So, you think he’s seeing someone?” Nat asks Meg.
“I don’t know, he won’t tell me. So, I told him to stop being a moody asshole.” Meg smiles smugly.
“I think that you might be the only person on the planet who can tell Leo Nash to stop being an asshole,” Jules remarks.
“He’s my brother. Sam can relate.” She smiles at me and I nod, trying to push down the guilt.
Why the fuck do I feel guilty?
Okay, maybe because I just let her brother fuck my brains out and I’m not gonna tell her.
This only confirms for me that not seeing Leo any more is the best decision for everyone.
“It’s different when it’s your brother.”
“Do you ever tell Luke to stop being an asshole?” Nat asks me, her green eyes laughing.
“All the time.” I salute her with my cup and take a drink and we all laugh.
“How long is he in town for?” Jules asks.
“A while.” Meg shrugs and smiles. “I like having him here again. He’s staying at my townhouse for now. We actually started working on a song together last week.”
“That’s awesome, I’m so happy for you.” Nat pats Meg on the shoulder.
“Jules, how’s Nate?” I ask and effectively change the subject.
“Sexy,” she replies and flips her blonde hair back over her shoulder.
“We’re good. Busy.” Jules shrugs. “Nothing really to report.”
During the next hour we gossip about mutual friends and catch up with each other, and I’m relieved that the conversation stays clear of Leo.
I don’t like lying to my closest friends, and by not telling them about Leo, I’m lying. It doesn’t sit well with me.
“Sam, how’s your job?” Meg asks.
Oh good, another lie to feel guilty about.
“Fine. The usual.” I shrug nonchalantly and smile.
I am so going to hell for lying to my family.
***
“Hi, baby, did you guys have fun?” Luke asks Nat as we come through their front door and greets her with a kiss, Livie perched on his hip. Livie squeals in delight and reaches for her mama, and I can’t help but smile as I watch their little family.
They’re adorable.
Nat showers her daughter with kisses and then passes her along to me and then Luke dips her low and plants a big one on her.
I have a very Jules-like compulsion to gag.
“Ew, don’t watch that, Livie. You’re too young.” I carry her to the kitchen, put her in her chair and she immediately reaches for the Cheerios spread on her tray.
“Mmm,” she grins as she sticks a Cheerio in her mouth.
God, she’s adorable.
“Did you put the pretty pink bow in her hair?” I ask Luke with a smirk.
“Uh, no.”
“I did before I left.” Nat laughs and kisses her baby on the head as she walks past. “Did you two have fun?”
“Always.” Luke smiles. It’s good to see him smile so much.
He didn’t for far too long.
“Nat invited me for dinner.” I plop in a chair next to Olivia and push her cereal around on the tray.
“Cool. We’re having liver and onions.”
“I’m leaving.” I brace my hand on the table to stand and Natalie smacks Luke on the arm.
“If we are, I’m leaving with her.”
“What are you making?” I ask and give him the big blue-eyed look he can’t resist.
“I guess I’m making alfredo.” He sighs, knowing it’s my favorite.
“Yes!” I pump my fist in the air and offer Olivia a high five, but she just giggles at me.
“So, what do you know?” He asks me like he always does and leans on his elbows on his countertop.