Chapter 127 The True Superstar

• The place seems empty as we take the stairs. I slide my palm into Calum’s. His palm is sweaty but I don’t mention it. My baby is a big rockstar but his nerves are getting the best of him. Right before he opens a door, I stop him for another kiss. He cups the nape of my neck and deepens the kiss before I can pull away. We only break apart to catch our breaths, then he grins. I grin.
• His confidence is not one hundred percent back but he’s more relaxed than he was in the car. He opens the door for me to enter first. I have never been to a studio so I expected more, not an empty lounge with couches arranged in a U shape and a table with a bouquet of fake flowers in the centre.
• Calum laughs. “Disappointed?”