Free Rock Hard: A Bad Boy Rock Star Romance by Arielle Archer Page A

A lanyard.
    What the…
    I pulled it out of my pocket and saw two lanyards with plastic rectangles attached to them. Plastic rectangles that were backstage passes for the concert tonight. I looked at Kayla, my eyes wide. She stared back at me and tried to keep a cool face, but it didn't work. Not for long at least.
    Her face broke into a huge smile and then we both devolved into a fit of giggles. I allowed myself to enjoy the moment. To give up on the ice bitch persona that I'd had when it came to Twenty Promises. Whatever. That had been an incredible experience, and I was a fan of Grant now even if I still wasn't a huge fan of the band or their music.
    "Backstage passes!" I squealed.
    "Oh my God! You have a lot of explaining to do," Kayla said. "But if whatever the hell is going on here gets me backstage passes then all is forgiven!"

 
     
     
     
     
     
    9: Changing Plans
     
    Damn that had been intense!
    Sure I’d done the whole “serenade a random girl from the audience and make her night” thing countless times before at concerts. It was something we all did from time to time. Actually it was something we were each supposed to do during that song. We sort of went out into the audience and each of us was supposed to sing a part of the song and I’d just monopolized all the time.
    Oops.
    Then again it was originally my song. I was the one who wrote it, and I figured if I wanted to change the plans just a little so I could give Mia a thrill then I had the right to change the plans! It was my song. I could do what I wanted while we were performing it, damn it!
    “So are you going to tell us who the girl is?” Blake asked.
    I turned and grinned at the three guys standing there with arms crossed. They didn’t look pissed off, which was a relief, but they did have stupid grins plastered on their faces like they were eager to find out more about Mia.
    “I don’t know what you guys are talking about, and we’re about to miss our cue if you don’t hurry.”
    “Nope, you’re not getting away that easily,” Todd said. “Can we expect anything else like what you pulled with that girl out there? Come on man. Who is she anyways?”
    I tried my best to look indifferent, but it was hard. Todd was always too perceptive for his own damn good. Blake also had a stupid grin on his face that said he didn’t believe it when I said I didn’t know what they were talking about. Well let them have their suspicions. They’d think I was crazy if I told them all I was going on here was a quick conversation in a diner.
    “I’m telling you guys there’s nothing going on there.”
    Blake snorted. “Oh yeah? And the way you slipped those passes to her was just because she was some random?”
    I blinked. “You saw that? Was it on the monitors or something?”
    Shit. That was the last thing I needed. Sometimes I got so carried away on stage that I disappeared into my own little world. A world where it was just me, though in this case it had been just me and Mia.
    It would be just my luck that I was so out of it that I didn’t even pay attention to the giant monitors all around the arena that might’ve caught me squeezing Mia’s ass and slipping those passes into her back pocket. I could see that feeding the rumor mill online and creating one hell of a headache.
    “No one saw anything,” Todd said. “No one but us, at least, because we know what to look for. No worries about that. It wasn’t on the monitors. We all just happened to be looking trying to figure out what the hell was going on.”
    I shrugged. “Well I guess you’ll just have to wait and see what’s happening with that girl, because to be perfectly honest I have no clue right now either.”
    “Fair enough,” Eric said. “Just be careful.”
    I nodded. None of them needed to elaborate on exactly why I needed to be careful. No, after everything that happened with the Incident it would be pretty obvious to anyone who followed the band that I needed to be a