she delay her flight to attend the party tonight, but it’s time I get back to my playboy ways. Keep it moving. Besides, this is my last night to hang out with my brother. I need to get him out of his own head. He needs to be focused when he goes back to New York tomorrow.
“Okay. I’ll be ready,” she promises. Sevyn and I head back into the living area. The guys agree to just have a quick meeting in here since Melissa is getting dressed in the bathroom anyway. I have two new songs I’ve been working on that are almost done. We discuss which song Ivy will sing with me and which song Anderson will join me on. It’s still our set, so we don’t want them to overshadow our entire performance. Two songs for our collaboration is enough. We wrap up our meeting rather quickly so we spend the rest of the time talking about the party tonight. Killian and Ren are more excited than the rest of us. I can admit that we haven’t exactly been living the life of rockers since we’ve gotten on the road. They’re ready to let their hair down, figuratively speaking, and frankly, so am I.
Chapter Thirteen
Harlow
Our bus arrives at a gorgeous mansion, and I’m in awe. The exterior is so grand and breathtaking. We pull around the circular drive before the bus comes to a stop. Wild Silence’s bus is already here. I snap pictures of this place as soon as my feet touch the ground. I send them to Irelyn via text. I miss her like crazy, but she hasn’t been messaging me back. I hope she responds soon because I’m starting to worry.
“Look at this place,” Lily says, looping her arm through mine.
“I know, right?”
“Life of the rich and famous, baby,” Killian shouts. “Let’s do this. Bring on the women.” We all giggle. Ren mockingly slaps him in the back of the head.
We all head into this palace, except Phoenix and Melissa. Another car pulls up, and he’s handing her bags to the driver. So apparently, she’s leaving. I can’t say that I’m sad to see her go. It doesn’t change anything between Phoenix and me, but at least I don’t have to witness their connection in contrast to our lack thereof.
Lily grabs my hand. “Come on. Our first stop is the pool, woman.”
“In January?” It’s in the sixties here in Phoenix, but still. Not exactly pool weather. The wind is kind of snippy too.
“Indoor pool, crazy. Asher already scoped it out when he looked over the floor plan. And it’s heated,” she informs me. I guess I could use some pool time. Sounds fun. We find ourselves in one of the bedrooms upstairs to change. I swear it’s the size of a small house. The closet is the size of a living room. What I wouldn’t give to own a place like this…shit, just to live in a place like this.
I pull out the red bikini Irelyn picked for me when we went shopping before I left. I change in the closet surrounded by mirrors. There is no way I can miss all the ass I have hanging from these string bikini bottoms. I tug at them, but it’s no use. The triangle top gives me a little more coverage, but not a ton. I feel like I could be one of those women in the music videos with all my goods on display. I’m contemplating changing into the one-piece I snuck into my suitcase. It’s black and has its own skirt attached. Lily walks into the closet, wearing a red bikini with black paisley.
“Look at us. We match,” she squeals. “I have to say, yours is smoking hot. Wait until Phoenix sees you.” Wait…what? I was about to tell her I was thinking about changing, but she caught me off guard with that statement.
“Who said anything about Phoenix? Who cares what he thinks?” I retort.
“Girl, please. You care, and we will be talking about just how much by the pool. You’re not getting out of our girl talk this time.” I tug at my bottoms and look in the mirror with a frown. “Oh, come on. I see you’re looking and having seconds thoughts. You look great, so no changing.” She pulls me toward the door before I can object. When we get to the indoor pool, everyone else is already there—both our guys and Wild Silence. I guess we took too long admiring that