All Chapters of Love, Life, and Other Stuff: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Brooklyn’s nostrils flared, and she glared toward the figure in the doorway. She rolled her eyes as she saw the lead singer of the band standing by the entrance. “As a matter of fact, I do live here,” she told him, putting her hands on her hips as she glared at him. “For quite a while now.” “Just my luck,” he said, groaning and rolling his eyes as he shook his head. “First, you ruin my job by getting us fired. Then you ruin my new home by living here. What else can you ruin in my life?” “It’s no picnic for me having you here either, you idiot,” she told him, narrowing her eyes at him. “I didn’t ask for someone who goes around accusing me of things I didn’t do, moving in here and making my life miserable. And, just so you know, it wasn’t my article that got you fired. It was that your drummer and bassist couldn’t keep it in their pants! Roger, the club’s owner, didn’t appreciate his patrons being hit on by them!” After finishing her statement, she pushed past him, knocking him

“I need to talk to you,” Addy said as soon as Brooklyn stepped inside the apartment. “Whoa! I can’t even take my shoes off?” Brooklyn asked, stopping inside the doorway and staring at Addy, who stood in the middle of the living room, wringing her hands. Addy nodded, chewing her lower lip. “Of course,” she said, pacing from one side of the room to the other. “What’s wrong?” Brooklyn asked, kicking off her shoes before walking over to her friend. “I think Troy asked me out earlier, and, if I’m not mistaken, I said yes,” Addy said, her eyes shining with tears. “Wait, what?” Brooklyn asked, holding up her hands. “Troy? Shea’s Troy?” Addy nodded again. Brooklyn took her by the hand and led her to the couch. “Sit down and tell me what happened,” she said. “As I was bringing home the fabric for everyone’s premiere outfits, one of the bolts fell on the ground,” Addy said. “Troy must have been behind me because he tripped over it.” Gasping, Brooklyn asked, “Is the fa

The day of the party dawned warm and bright, much to the roommates’ relief. “I still can’t believe you were flirting with Bradford while we were inviting him and Cort to the party,” Addy told Shea. “I wasn’t flirting!” Shea protested. “I’m just naturally friendly!” “Right,” Addy said, rolling her eyes. “That’s what you consider being naturally friendly?” Adopting a higher tone, she said, “Bradford, I would be over the moon if you could make it this weekend.” Sticking out her lower lip, Shea said, “I didn’t say it like that!” “But you don’t deny you said it!” Addy said, grinning and pointing at her friend. Shea shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Can I help it if I find him attractive?” she asked. Addy shook her head. Then, she grinned at Shea and said, “He seemed to like you too.” Shea brightened as she asked, “You really think so?” “He sure couldn’t keep his eyes from lighting up at the mention of the party, that’s for sure,” Addy said. “And somehow, I d

Addy turned around to see Shea standing behind her with her hands on her hips, glaring down at her. “Hey, Shea!” Addy said. “I was just talking to Bradford, and we came up with a plan to collaborate on designs for the band.” Shea looked from Addy to Bradford. Her expression softened as she relaxed her hands to fall to her sides. She slid into the seat next to Addy and looked at her. “Tell me more about this venture,” she said, smiling at them. Grinning, Addy said, “With Bradford’s art and my designs, I see a lot of potential for merchandise for Steel Gaze. This could be big for the both of us!” Shea smiled at her friend and said, “You deserve it after everything that’s happened.” Bradford looked at Addy with concern on his face. “What happened?” he asked, then held up his hands. “Of course, if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.” Addy shook her head and said, “Let’s just say I lost a good job in the fashion industry not too long ago, and I’m still l

“What do you mean, you think Cort has a stalker?” Addy asked. “What happened?” Brooklyn closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Opening her eyes, she said, “As you know, I went to see Cort to make sure we were good.” Shea and Addy nodded. “We’re cool, by the way,” she said with a slight smile. “Good to hear,” Shea said. “Tell us about the stalker,” Addy said, waving her hand to speed up the story. “Oh, yeah,” Brooklyn said, shaking her head. “When we had finished talking, he went back inside his apartment, and I turned toward the doorway to the stairs. I heard someone calling out to me and turned around. This woman was hurrying toward me with this weird look on her face.” Addy gasped and asked, “What did you do?” “I took a step back, but she got right into my face,” Brooklyn said, her eyes wide. “What?” Shea asked, her mouth dropping open. “Did she say anything?” Addy asked. “She asked me how I knew Cort,” Brooklyn said. “What did you tell her?” Shea aske