Pop Star (Famous, #1)

by Eden Finley

I like rugged guys. The more masculine the better. Find me a guy who has the ability to throw me around, and I’m theirs. No questions asked. No strings.

“Hey, maybe it’ll trigger some writing inspiration. I could release hate songs like Taylor Swift.”

Gotta say, crying into buckets of money, while good in theory, doesn’t make shit better. It doesn’t make it less lonely.

“Am I gonna have to bitch slap you upside the head for you to get it? Other people’s experiences don’t diminish your own. I’m gonna have that phrase cross-stitched onto a cushion for you. He may not have seen your relationship as anything more, but you did. Therefore, it matters. What you had matters.”

Harley coughs. “Awesome Android.” He coughs again.

My big strong badass who’s a soft marshmallow on the inside.

He makes me want to believe that love conquers all.

“Gayness isn’t that powerful. If it was, all those Westboro Baptist Church people would have strokes. Hashtag the real gay agenda.”

“You’re turned on right now? Why?” “Because I have a hot as fuck boyfriend who’s a big teddy bear on the inside.”