Finale (Academy of Stardom, #4)

by Bea Paige

“I was smoking a joint on my balcony, just chilling, when I saw the delivery driver pull up. Honestly, the only reason he caught my attention was because Mrs Ray, a sweet old lady who’s lived on the estate since it was built back in the fifties, stopped dead in her tracks the second she laid eyes on the bloke. She dropped her pint of milk, and it smashed all over the concrete. Then she just turned on her heel and went inside her flat. For an eighty year old, she sure as fuck moved fast.” “Then what?” I ask, urging him to continue. “Then I did a really fucking stupid thing…” Zayn cocks his head. “And what was that?” “I decided to go check this dude out. I was high, bored, feeling restless over a bit of pussy…” I raise my brows and he just shakes his head as though to dislodge the thought of that bit of pussy from his head. “By the time I reached the block, the delivery driver was coming down the stairs, a flight above me. I got that feeling in my stomach, you know what I mean, when you know you need to make yourself scarce,” he says, looking at me for agreement. “Yeah, I know what you’re saying. That feeling has saved all of us countless times in our line of business,” I agree.