“What could he possibly call me out on?” Nathan said easily. “That I’m a slut? Guilty as charged. Can’t bash someone who’s an open book. Our new guy on the other hand…” Nathan quirked an eyebrow at Liam. “You okay over there?”
I glanced over. Liam’s expression was pained.
“Are you going to go on some kind of rampage against the guy?” Nathan asked. “Cause I can find out who he is for you, if you want.”
“No. It’s fine.” Liam shot me a quick look before flicking his gaze back to Nathan. “He’s just stirring shit.”
“Did he want to shake us before our performance?” Seth wondered out loud. “Maybe he wanted to get into our heads before we went on stage.”
“Doesn’t matter,” I said tightly. “We’re going to go out there and fucking rock. All right?”
I looked at each of my guys in turn. My brother, Nate, Seth and Julian all nodded. I looked at Liam last. His face was set with determination. I knew he was recalling the has-been comment.
“We’re going to show them,” Liam said. “We’re going to show them what Cherry Lips can do.”
I nodded.
Forget my fight with Liam. Forget my grief for Harper. I had to put those feelings away for now.
This concert, this performance, was all that mattered.
