“Of course! Thank you, thank you, thank you. You are going to love Landry.”
I’d literally just finished my college career an hour ago. And all of a sudden I was getting booked on a flight to Florida? This was why my friends called me flighty. This was quite possibly going to end up being a huge mistake. Jacks was charismatic and adorable and so damn attractive. I was already in lust with his personality. What was going to happen when I was staying under the same roof? I took a deep breath and straightened my spine. I would just have to stay strong, and stay focused on helping him through this. He didn’t need added stress or distractions. And I refused to lose him as a friend because we ruined it with sex. AKA, he became clingy and I got irritated.
***
Three hours later and I was at the airport, with my carry-on stowed safely in the overhead bin and my phone in my hands. I fired off a quick text to Jacks, letting him know that I had boarded, before turning it off and dropping it into my purse. This was an odd situation. Dylan had no idea that Jacks and I had become friends… I wasn’t sure how she would take it. I knew Jacks’s reputation, I knew the life he led. No one would understand our friendship; they wouldn’t think he was capable of having a girl as a friend. Which meant everyone was going to assume we were boning (his choice of words, not mine). Although my sister had hooked up with a man-whoring rock star…so it wouldn’t be fair if she got pissed about that. The problem was, Dylan had a hair-trigger temper when it came to lies and secrets. And what about this little girl? Her life had just been turned upside down. Did she really need one more person in the mix? I leaned my head back and took a deep breath. If it was anyone else asking this of me, I’d say no.
“Where you headed, gorgeous?”
I looked to my left at the man sitting next to me. He was handsome enough, in that older distinguished sort of way. He was wearing a black suit with a blood-red tie. And sporting a hefty wedding ring tan. “Florida. Just like you. Because, we’re on the same flight.”
The man’s smile never faltered. “You have beautiful eyes.”
“Yes, I know. Thank you.” I wasn’t vain, but I heard that all the time and this guy was irritating me. My best friend just found out he was a dad, I was going to have to deal with my sister’s bitch fit, and Casanova over here wanted to join the mile-high club.
He let out a little chuckle. “Business or pleasure?”
Really?
“Neither. I have a sentencing hearing coming up. I cut off my ex-husband’s dick and fed it to our dog.” I looked pointedly at his ring finger and then back to his face. “He cheated on me.” I smiled as the man moved over one seat to the window and pulled out a magazine. Problem solved.
Chapter Three
Jacks
I booked Bryan on the first flight out here. When the shock of this morning wore off, she was my first thought. If I could just have my best friend here, then everything would be okay. Bryan didn’t see me as the immature playboy the rest of my friends saw me as, she saw more. She made me want to be more. That’s what made me know she was in fact my best friend. My roommates had scattered in different directions when Landry had come back inside with Dagger. Dylan had to go to work, Lexi was down in the studio editing photos while Smith and Dash started on ideas for the new album. And our drummer, Luke? Well, Lukey had come in the front door looking like hammered shit and promptly shut himself in his room. I didn’t know what the hell was going on with that guy, but he was partying waaaaay more than he used to. It had started a couple of months ago and was escalating quickly.