We were all set to go, and Jay followed us to the front doors of the hotel. “Whatever you guys did to prepare for today, keep it up. Lewis will want that kind of intensity and then some. He’s a perfectionist and will make you retake everything until he’s happy. The more comfortable you are, the less awkward you look, the less time you’ll spend in the studio.”

More practicing? Yeah, I wasn’t sure that was going to happen.

“See you soon,” I said, following Asher out the door.

“I hope so.” Jay touched the small of my back as I left, brushing his fingers under my T-shirt, which caused me to turn back and smile at him, which then caused me to trip on my feet and crash into Asher.

Asher sneered at Jay and took hold of me by the back of my neck, dragging me into the parking lot. “You’re such an idiot.”

Chapter Seven

AS ASHER DROVE me back to the Santiagos’ house, I pulled out my phone and inputted Jay’s number.

“Don’t do it.”

“Fuck off, you aren’t my keeper.”

“Do you just let anyone fuck you?”

“I don’t know, Ash, do you just fuck anyone with boobs who will spread their legs? Pretty sure you can shut up because the answer is yes, and you know it.”

“I don’t fuck married women.”

“Right. So if two lesbians came and asked you to join them in bed for one hot night, you’d say no? Bullshit.”

“Two lesbians are not going to invite a straight man into their bed, dipshit.”

“Maybe they’re bi. Fuck, I don’t know. Stop judging me.”

“You could mess up this job if you do it. What if things turn bad? What if you show up and Jay is the only one there, and he tells you, ‘Don’t worry, my husband won’t mind if we start without him.’ But the husband doesn’t show up because he doesn’t know anything about this. Now you’ve just assisted him in committing adultery. Then the husband finds out, and World War III happens. Now Charlotte is pissed, and the contract gets broken. No money. No school. And you made out with your twin brother on two separate occasions for no reason whatsoever. The end. Did you consider that?”

“That was … detailed. And no, I didn’t think of that because it won’t happen.”

“It could. Please don’t nullify our make-out sessions. I touched your dick, dude. Your dick that got hard in my hand.”

“Not My Fault! You were sucking on my neck and giving me hickeys.”

Asher darted his gaze off the road and glared at me. “And that turned you on!?”

“Can we go back to discussing your lesbian threesome?”

“No.”

We chose not to talk instead.

I stared at Jay’s number on my phone and huffed, stuffing it back into my pocket.