Page 84 of On Her Team
“Who’s Otis?”
“Otis,” I growl. “Stop it. I don’t have time for your fun and games now.”
“What fun and games?” Otis asks from behind me.
My brow wrinkles. “You’re not prank calling me?”
“Are you having a stroke? I’m standing in front of you without my phone. I’m not calling you. Duh.” He rolls his eyes before wandering off.
“I don’t know who Otis is but I want to meet him.”
Shit on a pirate’s ship. I’ve been holding my phone to my ear this entire time.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” the woman says. “This is more entertainment than I’ve had all day.”
“Can we begin again? Hi, I’m Addison Price. And you are?”
“Juliet Ash.”
My heart beats against my chest, and my hand holding the phone shakes. “Juliet Ash? As in the pop star?”
“I prefer singer.”
“Shit. Sorry. Shit. And now I’ve sworn twice on the phone with Juliet Ash.”
She giggles. “I knew you’d be fun.”
“You knew I’d be fun? How did you know I’d be fun?”
“You were singing in a bar full of women dressed up as mermaids.”
I gulp. “You saw the video.”
“Darling, everyone on the planet saw the video.”
I drop down onto Penelope’s bed. “This is embarrassing.”
“Embarrassing? Why? You can sing, and I loved your song.”
“You did?”
“It’s why I reached out.”
“It is?”
“How would you feel about me recording your song?”
My mouth gapes open, and my brain forgets how to work. Juliet Ash – international pop star who toured with the one and only Taylor Swift – wants to record my song. Am I having a stroke? I sniff. I don’t smell toast. Darn it. I’ve forgotten all the other signs of a stroke.
“Addy? May I call you Addy?”
I manage to get my voice to work. “Yes.”
“I know this is a shock. Although considering your YouTube video got over two million views, you—”
“Two million?”
