How to Catch a (Rock) Star (The Dead Hour #1) Read Online Free

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    ‘Thanks honey,’ Lillie said as she accepted a massive mug from Kate. She took a large gulp before staring at Kate. ‘What is that look on your face? Did you and Chris - ‘
    ‘No!’ Kate exclaimed. ‘Of course not!’
    Lillie laughed and took another gulp of tea. Strong and sweet. She silently blessed Kate for reading her mind and bringing her exactly what she needed. She quirked an eyebrow,
    ‘But...’
    ‘He kissed me,’ Kate said, a big grin on her face. Lillie smiled, pleased that at least one of them had been kissed last night.
    ‘And?’
    ‘And that’s it,’ Kate said, concentrating hard on blowing on her tea, a pointless gesture as somehow Mimi’s tea was always the perfect drinking temperature as soon as it was made.
    ‘Kate,’ Lillie reached across the table and forced Kate’s mug towards the white formica table top. ‘I need more than that.’
    Kate sighed and looked towards the counter, probably hoping to be saved by the arrival of their all-day breakfasts. She was always oddly reticent about giving up any naughty details.
    ‘Okay,’ she finally relented. ‘He kissed me twice. Once on the dance floor and then when you’d gone to the bathroom. Jed had disappeared and Johnny was busy chatting up some girl.’
    ‘Where was the guitarist, Eddie?’
    ‘Who?’ Kate looked confused.
    ‘You know, longish brown hair, tallish, ummm, I forget what colour eyes,’ Lillie tried to describe him.
    ‘Oh yeah, I don’t know. Maybe he was dancing.’ Lillie was unconvinced. Poor Eddie. She bet he was standing right there and Chris and Kate hadn’t noticed. It seemed like that probably happened a lot to him.
    ‘So, what was the kiss like then?’
    ‘Really good,’ she said dreamily. Lillie made a disappointed face, but Kate was spared from having to share any more as their meals arrived and Lillie was distracted by the revitalising aroma of perfect, stodgy hangover food.
    ‘Oh my God, I am so hungry,’ Lillie declared, reaching for the ketchup and forgetting momentarily about Chris and his kissing technique.
    She loved the tomato-shaped bottle it was decanted into. The bottle made her think of New York, which made her fry up seem much more glamorous. She squirted a huge dollop onto the side of her plate and set about cutting the whites off her eggs so she could spread the runny yolk over her toast. She looked up to see Kate watching with disgusted fascination.
    ‘That is so weird the way you do that,’ she said, loading her own fork with beans and bacon. Lillie shrugged and carried on eating.
    She was feeling much better already despite the smell of cigarette smoke wafting through from the kitchen, where Mimi was probably illegally smoking. Nor did the sight of Mimi’s rather overweight husband frying eggs on the flat plate in his string vest affect Lillie’s appetite.
    ‘So,’ she said with a mouth full of egg white and beans, ‘I nearly kissed Jed or, at least, he nearly kissed me.’
    Kate hastily swallowed her own mouthful.
    ‘What? How could you wait all this time to tell me that? What happened? I want to know everything.’ Lillie put her knife and fork down and took a slurp of tepid tea.
    ‘Well, it was when I went to the loo that last time. He waited for me outside -’
    ‘Oooh, he must -’ Lillie silenced her with a look. ‘Sorry.’ Kate looked suitably contrite and mimed zipping her mouth closed.
    ‘Anyway,’ Lillie carried on, ‘he said he couldn’t wait any longer, pushed my hair back, touched my cheek -’
    Kate opened her mouth but Lillie raised a warning eyebrow.
    ‘Leaned in towards me as I closed my eyes,’ Lillie paused, inwardly smiling at Kate’s rapt expression. ‘And then some child rocked up and demanded his autograph,’ she finished, cutting up her toast. Kate looked devastated.
    ‘What? So he didn’t try again?’
    ‘No. The moment was gone.’ Lillie finished her toast and said, ‘I suppose it’s for the best really. I mean, you