Hey y’all. This will be the last snippet for “Kae and The Rage.” It should be live in a few days. I’ll let you know when it is. Starting next week, we delve into all things romantic and Asian with the first snippet from my K-pop/Asian Series.
Now, last week Billy decided to make a rather unwanted call. Let’s see what happens next… Lemme know what you think, and thank you for reading. I hope you guys like the book! These characters are so cute and sweet it seriously makes my teeth hurt. LOL
“I remember when her sister toured with us that first year. I used to watch longingly as she did Kae’s hair every day.”
Billy laughed softly, and hugged her shoulders. “I know just how you feel, love.”
“Thanks for doing this, guys! God only knows how long it would have taken me,” Kae laughed.
“Jackie would have done it,” Rhona dismissed. “Besides, I want payment.” She picked up a small arm full of clothes. “Can I have these?”
“Sure. Just be sure you take pictures, tag each designer and please say thank you on the ‘Gram.”
“And let them know you pinched it from her,” Billy warned.
“Of course! Do you think I’m a liar?” She sniffed, eying him as she sashayed out.
There was a pause, then they all burst out laughing.
“I love that girl,” said Granny. “You hang these up in your closet, Bits.”
“Help me carry things?” She asked him.
He took the lion’s share. “I’ll come back for the shoes and what not.”
“I’m not an invalid,” she paused. “Well, not entirely.”
“That’s not funny.”
Billy’d ridden several asses to get the first plane back to LA when he heard she was injured, his heart in his mouth the whole way. Paul had glared at him, sarcastically asking if he was planning to make it to their next gig.
“Don’t you dare question my dedication to this band,” Billy answered, voice like a glacier.
“We’ll check in on you both tomorrow, yeah?” Rob was always quick to diffuse any tension.
“Try not to kill anyone in your rush to get to the lady Kae’s side,” Connor teased.
Paul snorted, and then raised his hands when the three of them glared at him. Billy wasn’t the only one who loved Kae.
She brought his mind back now with her, “No poo, Sherlock.”
“Snark,” he chided, and helped her hang things, well, three things, then she wanted to lay down again.
“Always,” she said, her voice as dry as dust.
His phone pinged. Finally!
The intercom. He pushed the button for her.
“There’s a thug at the door. He your guest?”
To Billy’s everlasting shock, Kae reached under her bed, pulled out a lockbox, typed in a code and pulled out a Glock!
“What the fuck?”
“There’s been a rash of daylight robberies in well to do areas of the city.” She got out of bed and headed for the stairs.
“Wait! I know him.”
She turned. They stared at each other.
“’Fraid so, love.”
They stared at each other.
“You had a fuckin’ drug dealer come to my house?”
“It sounds so sordid when you say it like that. Weed is bloody legal in this state, Bits.”
He stared, amazed as her face turned ugly. “I made it crystal ass clear why I didn’t want that shit, and you give a dope dealer my address?”
“Love, you’re one of the biggest pop stars on the planet,” Billy said gently. “I didn’t have to give him your address.”
“So, what am I supposed to tell my Granny?”
He stepped forward, alarmed when her face fell. She backed away, and he rubbed at the sudden pain in his chest. She’d never rejected his touch before.