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- Novel Title: Falling Out of Hate with You: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (The Hate-Love Duet Book 1)
- Author: Lauren Rowe
- Genre: Romantic Comedy, Romance
- Publish Date: 15 April 2021
- Size: 3 MB
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SAVAGE
Hollywood Hills, California
Music is blaring around me as I wade through the packed party, precariously
balancing six shot glasses filled to their brims. I come to a stop when I reach
my four bandmates—Kendrick, Kai, Ruby, and Titus—plus, our manager,
Eli.
“Grab ‘em, quick!” I call out over the loud music, and, thankfully, my
friends immediately relieve me of the tequila-laden Jenga tower in my palms.
Once all glasses have been distributed, I raise mine to our band’s drummer
and beat-maker, my best friend in the world, Kendrick Cook. “Happy twentyfifth!” I shout. And, of course, everyone joins me in wishing Kendrick a great
one.
According to Reed Rivers’ party invitation, we’re at his hilltop mansion
tonight to celebrate an upcoming issue of Rock ‘n’ Roll magazine—a special
issue that’s going to feature nothing but the top artists from his record label,
an elite group that thankfully includes our band, Fugitive Summer. But since
nobody throws a better bash than our label owner—or, as my band has
dubbed Reed Rivers, “The Prick”—and since most of the people we would
have invited to a separate birthday party for Kendrick are here, anyway—we
decided to hijack Reed’s fancy shindig to celebrate our boy’s birth.
“Do I have drool on my chin?” Kai Cook, our bass player and Kendrick’s
older brother, shouts above the music, as one of the most head-turning
women at the party, a reporter for Rock ‘n’ Roll named Georgina, walks by
and waves as she goes.
Our other guitarist, Titus, nudges my shoulder. “The reporter winked at
you, Savage! Go get her, Player!”
I roll my eyes. I hate that my bandmates still call me “Player,” the same
way they’ve been doing since the beginning, when I was admittedly drunk on
all the attention our band—and especially me—had started getting. But these
days, the nickname isn’t nearly as accurate as it once was, not since an
“influencer” in Barcelona made my dick the top trending topic on Twitter last
year.
Immediately after sex with that spicy little Spaniard, I hopped into the
shower in my hotel room, thinking she’d fallen asleep. And that’s when she
snagged my wallet, snapped some surreptitious photos of me cluelessly
washing up, and then promptly posted the shots, along with a detailed playby-play of our night together. And off she went, into the Spanish night, while
I continued singing a happy tune, literally, in the shower. And I swear, I
haven’t been the same “player,” ever since.
It wasn’t that I was upset about the wallet. While on tour, I barely ever
have anything in it. Condoms, a credit card that was easy to cancel, and my
ID. Also, I wasn’t all that bent out of shape about the world seeing my naked
dong or finding out, through the Spaniard’s posted commentary, that I’m a
rabid fan of oral sex.
No, as cliché as it sounds, the thing that threw me for a loop was the
shocking breach of trust. The realization that nobody out there is trustworthy,
no matter how much it feels like they might be, in the moment. It was the
realization that anything I might say or do in private, no matter how intimate
it might feel in the moment, could end up as a meme on the internet.
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