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“Brenda,” he said softly, shaking his head. “I’ve had a vasectomy.”
Her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed. Garrett stiffened, his hands balling into fists. “I know you were sleeping with what’s-his-face for months before you broke up with me. I saw the messages. You might have seen them too—I saved screenshots of them in my account. Unless my vasectomy magically undid itself, the baby wasn’t mine, and I never even knew about it.”
I don’t even know what happened next. Garrett said something, and then Brenda said something else, but I was too focused on holding Veronica in my arms to know what the fuck was going on.
Finally, his ex threw something and ran down the hallway. I frowned after her before turning back to my bandmates.
“What the fuck?” Maddox said, glancing after Brenda. “And I thought I was having a crazy week.”
Lacie smacked my arm and giggled.
Garrett picked up whatever she’d thrown and opened his palm to reveal a small black USB key.
“The pictures?” Morgan said, breathless. Garrett looked at her and shrugged. Morgan scrambled to get her laptop, and then she flushed. Garrett said something in her ear and her whole face and neck turned red.
Maddox cleared his throat and the two of them jumped.
“So… are we playing this show, or what?”
Garrett looked at Morgan, and she shrugged. A grin spread over our lead singer’s lips and he nodded to us.
“Let’s light that fucking stage on fire.”
Chapter 23 - Veronica
The pictures I took during the Grammys were the best I’d taken in my life. The Mondays played like they’d never played before, and the crowed went nuts. Morgan and I waited in the wings, and she looked at me with stars in her eyes.
“I think this launch will be a success.”
I put my arm around my friend and smiled. “I know it will.”
Then, Garrett rushed over to us and picked a laughing Morgan up and whisked her away. Carter wasn’t far behind, interlacing his fingers in mine and kissing me gently.
“How was that?” He asked.
“Ah-mazing!”
Carter laughed and led me back to the dressing room. “You want to watch the rest of the ceremony?”
“About as much as I want to pull my own teeth out,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his waist. I knew exactly what I wanted to do, and it didn’t involve anyone except me and Carter, and possibly a bed or a couch or another similar soft surface. The floor would do, in a pinch.
Carter grinned, and pointed his chin towards the door. “Let’s get out of here.”
We walked hand-in-hand down the hallway and out the back door. He called for a car and within seconds, a sleek black limousine was pulling up in front of us.
“Rock star treatment, hey?” I grinned. Carter shrugged, but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He opened the door for me when I heard my name being called out.
“Vee!”
Carter stiffened beside me. I turned to see Seth jogging towards me. Putting my hand on Carter’s forearm, I held him back. His sinewy, muscular forearm tensed under my touch, but he didn’t move.
“Seth,” I said, my eyes narrowing as he jogged towards me. He looked from me to Carter and then gulped.
“I… I wanted to say thank for not pressing charges.”
“Stay the fuck away from her,” Carter growled. He stood up taller, and Seth cowered in front of us. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.
Seth turned back to me, holding out his hands.
