Rock Dirty (Rock Candy #2)

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Book: Rock Dirty (Rock Candy #2) by Virna Depaul Read Free Book Online
Authors: Virna Depaul
best friend’s role as leader of the band.
    But no, that could never happen. No one needed to know that Nikki Lorenz, hot new shoe designer of the moment, was falling apart.
    No one needed to know my secret.
    Least of all Tucker Benning.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Tucker
     
    I didn’t know shit about shoes. I mean, yeah, I liked a high heel on a hot babe as much as the next guy. I knew when something looked fugly or when sneakers were rank enough to be tossed out. I’d never been a fan of girls into combat boots, and I didn’t get why, when women could wear those sexy as hell pumps, they’d go around in ballet flats. But, mostly, I didn’t think about it much.
    As for me personally, I have some sneakers for if I want to hit the gym (read: when the record label makes me before publicity shoots) and a few nice shoes for award shows, but I don’t know the names of the different styles and honest to God taking them off is usually a huge relief at the end of a fancy night out. Mostly I wear motorcycle boots everywhere.
    Tonight being a rare exception. Tonight I was wearing dress shoes with a pair of designer jeans and a white button down, trying to looking nice for Nikki’s show.
    So, basically, I was probably the last guy on Earth to be able to tell you if shoes were awesome or not.
    What I did know was that the shoes displayed in Nikki’s Chez Lorenz were unlike anything I’d ever seen, even when I’d Googled her. Again, that might not be saying much. If I’d been the type of rocker like Keegan was a rapper, some guy who wanted to design someday, then maybe I’d have a lot more ideas about footwear. Clearly, Nikki had gotten a license with whoever made that pink Japanese cat-thing. Was it Hello Kitty ? I wasn’t sure but you saw that thing all over when you traveled in the East. She had some heels with pink crystals all over them and that cat’s face on the side. Cute, flirty, and a little fun. But that was the most normal shoe there.
    There was a pair of heels that were at least eight inches high but the shoe part looked like someone had glued a ballet flat to a spike. I wasn’t sure you were supposed to walk in them. Hell, if some poor girl tried, she might snap an ankle. Still, they looked badass. Then there were the shoes I could barely describe. Tons of heels at least six inches high with rhinestones and Swarovski crystals added, but they also had those same toes that looked like point shoes, just rounded a bit. Then there were things that reminded me of architectural designs, wild geometric patterns that really were more art than shoe. Among them were these grey and turquoise numbers that were made of different cuts of triangular fabric. They looked more like the world’s weirdest trophies. They didn’t have heels coming out of the back but seemed to sit on platforms coming out of the middle of the shoe.
    In other words, if you didn’t have amazing balance—like tightrope walker fucking phenomenal—you shouldn’t try a Nikki Lorenz special.
    Again, I knew next to nothing about shoes, but I was an artist too. I knew enough to know when someone was pushing the boundaries of what people had done before. Nikki hadn’t pushed boundaries. Nope. She’d pole vaulted over them and that was amazing. As I sipped my complimentary champagne in one of the alcoves of her new shop Chez Lorenz , I tried to be patient but was plain antsy to tell her how much I admired her.
    I made another lap around the boutique, and finally maneuvered my way through the crowd. It took a lot of quick turns and snaking around other people, but I managed. It was times like these I wish I’d paid attention to French in high school. I didn’t even know the word for ‘sorry,’ and as I got glares from most of the models and design community, I figured a quick “my bad” in the native language might have soothed things over more.
    Finally, I saw Nikki.
    And not surprisingly, she looked hot.
    She had on a sleek black dress that hugged

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