20
Jennifer
The doorbell rang, and I jumped, racing across my new place to answer the door. “I got it!”
Piper laughed from the couch. “All yours. Julian, I presume?”
“Uh…no.”
I was jittery with nerves and excitement as I pulled the door open to find Campbell Abbey standing there. He was in ripped black jeans, a plain white tee, and a studded leather jacket. He was effortlessly gorgeous and a legitimate rockstar. My body threatened to go into shock.
“Hey,” I squeaked.
He grinned that panty-melting smile. “Hey yourself.”
It wasn’t just that Campbell was gorgeous—because he was. It was that he was the lead singer of Cosmere. And I was a huge fan of their music. Their last album had gotten me through a real low point. I’d sat in my room and played it on repeat as I stared up at the cei
