“My brother’s pretty much the same way.”
Her voice brings me out of my silent musing, causing me to turn my head to look at her. There is no way I can pretend she’s two different people. I’m captivated by her. Still.
“What the hell smells so damn good?” Cole grumbles from the doorway.
“Good morning, grumpy,” she teases him. “I’m making breakfast. Coffee is waiting. This will be ready in about ten.”
Cole strides toward me and gives me a knowing look. “Either make me a cup or move out of my way. I need caffeine.”
I step to the side, allowing him to move in and make his own. My intention is to stay close, so as soon as he’s done, I can resume my spot next to her. Cole has other plans. He mimics my previous position and starts up a conversation with Logan.
“You know you’re the best assistant ever, right?” he asks.
Looking up, she grins at him. “Duh.”
They both laugh and, for some reason, it bothers me. I watch as Cole leans in closer and inhales. He gives off the impression he’s smelling the sausage she’s browning, but I can tell from the blush on her face she knows otherwise.
“Let her finish!” I snap at him. Of course, once the words are out of my mouth and I see the smirk on his face, I know he was trying to get a reaction out of me. Congrats, fucker, it worked. Now step away from the girl.
“I’m starving,” Cole cheers as he casually steps away and pulls up a stool at the island.
I stay rooted in my spot, just a few feet away from her. I want to move in next to her, but not with Cole’s watchful eyes. If they know how much I still want her, they’ll step up their game with flirting with her, and I don’t believe I could handle watching. This girl has me tied up in knots, and I need to figure out a way to deal with it. I’m at a complete loss, but one thing I do know for certain is I will not watch them fawn all over her. Not going to happen.
Chapter 13
Logan
“Breakfast is ready,” I tell Kacen and Cole. “Should I wake the others?” I ask.
“No,” Kacen’s words are clipped. “They’ll wake up when they’re ready.”
“Well, all right then. What do you all want to drink? Anything other than coffee?” I ask.
“Logan, sit down and enjoy the breakfast you just made. If we need something, we can get it. You don’t have to wait on us,” Kacen tells me.
“You see, that’s kind of my job,” I reply.
“No, it’s not. You are here to keep us organized and run errands, yes, but you’ve already gone above and beyond by cooking breakfast when you could have just ordered something on your way here. Nowhere in your contract did it say you were to be the wait staff.”
He sounds a little angry, and I’m not sure why. I decide to just let it roll. I’m sure he’s still tired from his flight and writing with the others last night. “Okay, well, I had a bagel at home, so I’m just going to be in my office waiting for Cassidy.” I scurry out of the room before he can protest.
By the time I have my computer booted up, Cassidy is standing at my door. “Good morning,” she says cheerily.
“Morning. I made breakfast, if you’re hungry,” I offer.
“I know. My nose led me to the smell. All four of them are shoveling it in,” she laughs. “You’re already spoiling them.”
“Nah,”—I wave my hand on the air—“feeding them is part of the job. I enjoy cooking and the guys said they rarely get home cooked meals. I don’t mind.”
She laughs. “Fair enough. All right, are you ready to get started?”
“As I’ll ever be,” I tell her.
“Really, it’s pretty easy. Like we talked about yesterday, when they start working on a new album, they pretty much hibernate here at Kacen’s. You need to make sure they have food, as you seem good with, and there is a cleaning lady who comes twice a week. She cleans and does the laundry.”
“Got it. What’s her name?”
“Nancy. She comes on Tuesdays and Fridays, so you can meet her today. Other than that, you and I will work closely together because of the label. There are events the guys will need to attend; you and I will work to coordinate schedules. It will be your responsibility to get them there, book their flight, hotel, etc.”
Okay, so that doesn’t sound too bad. “I think I can handle that. Besides, you said you and I will work closely, so I’ll have you to bounce questions off.” I can hear the hope in my voice.
“Absolutely. Honestly, this is more of a ‘learn as you go’ position. Each day brings something new in this business, so it’s hard to know what to expect. The big thing is to just keep them in line and on schedule. From what I saw yesterday, you can handle yourself with their flirtatious ways. Really, the four of them are harmless. All the other PAs fall for the charms and end up being scorned that they are not going to live happily ever after with a rock star.”
I wonder if that’s what Kacen thinks of me. No, he couldn’t; I didn’t even know who he was. “So are the four of them commitment-phobes?” I prod her. I really don’t care about Cole, Gavin, and Tristan; I just want to know if Kacen is afraid of commitment.
“Honestly, I don’t think they are. All of them have had a few serious relationships since I’ve known them. The struggle is their schedules and jealousy is a huge issue. You have to have trust, and the girls who present themselves are usually callous bitches who want the fame, and if they feel the slightest bit insecure, the claws come out. This is not something that makes a strong relationship. I honestly think, if and when any of them find the right girl, none of them will hesitate to hold on to her.”
“Okay.” I need to change the subject, even though I’m the one who broached it in the first place. “Any events or anything else coming up that I need to be aware of?”
“Not right now. The guys try to lay low for several weeks after a tour. They were on the road for eighteen months, so they need some down time. There is a charity event in several weeks. I’ll e-mail you the details. Just from talking to Mr. Jones, there are also going to be a few events the label needs for them to attend. I’ll send that as soon as I have final dates. Other than that, just get to know them. Make sure they are fed, and I’ll be in touch.”
“Thank you so much, Cassidy. I’ll be calling you with questions soon, I’m sure.”
“No problem, they’re good guys, just a little spoiled. If you can overlook the orneriness, then you are good to go.”
What about the fact that I’ve slept with Kacen? Can you help me overlook that? “Great. I’m sure we’ll get along fine,” I say instead.
“I’m sure you will. Well, I’m going to head back to the office. You have my number if you need anything.”
“Thank you, again. I’ll walk you out.” I stand and follow her out of my office. Kacen meets us at the end of the hall.
“Hey, I was just coming to find you,” he says to me.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” Cassidy says and leaves us standing there in the hall. Kacen doesn’t even acknowledge her.