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    Teri ’s self consciousness magnified when Flynn smiled at her. That impish, I’m-up-to-something smile. She wanted to reach for a camera for the first time since . . . she couldn’t remember.
    “Your little boys are going to be rock stars. ” Flynn didn’t seem to notice her appearance, which made her even more uncomfortable.
    “You haven ’t even heard them.”
    “I don ’t have to. Teri, you told me about them yourself on the flight to L.A., remember?”
    “I ’m biased. They could suck.”
    “Hey! ” Kenny sat up straight. Teri ignored him.
    “You ’d be amazed at what good editing can do to a song,” Flynn grinned as Kenny huffed and slumped in his chair.
    “Then why are you here? ”
    “Refinement. Help them put it all together and make them successful. ”
    “Well , you know how to do that,” Teri admitted. She knew Paul wanted to help the boys out, but didn’t expect him to draft the only musician he knew to do the job. Surely he could have hired someone else.
    Not that she was upset , Flynn was good. He was hot and successful when she was a teenager. He still was now that she had teenagers. Considering that, why would Paul choose another artist? The younger musicians might relate to the boys better, although she suspected Flynn and Jess were cast from similar molds. Plus, Flynn had more experience under his belt and that experience would be invaluable.
    H aving him hanging around felt weird. It was strange Paul didn’t consider that.
    “Millions of girls and their moms can ’t be wrong,” Flynn agreed, breaking Teri’s rampaging thoughts.
    “Have fun. I ’m going to go take a shower.” Teri retreated up the stairs before the situation got any more awkward. Behind her, she heard the front door slam as Cassie, Tiff, Dev and Bryan came home from school. Oh, God. Flynn Peterson in the same house as Cassie and Tiff. What the hell was Paul thinking?
    • • •
    Flynn sat in the basement and listened as Kenny put his band through their best moves. They had some skill. Flynn looked closer to see where they needed help.
    Bryan ’s drum solos were rough. Nicholas’s plea to smooth them over came to mind and brought a smile to Flynn’s lips. Bryan was fine for keeping a beat, just not for taking the spotlight. It figured, their musical rough spot wasn’t Flynn’s strong point either. It’d be fine. Flynn could point Bryan in the right direction and then recruit Drew. The drummer for his own band was Flynn’s best friend and would willingly lend a hand.
    Kenny was good on guitar. Really good. Considering relative experience , he’d be better than Zane someday.
    Jess was good too. His voice had a nice quality to it and he had a good range. Kenny mentioned Jess was taking voice lessons , and Flynn wondered how much of what he heard was natural and how much was the hand of a good instructor. It didn’t matter. His movement looked natural and Jess used his available space well. He was energetic and flamboyant. Jess was going to be good on stage.
    Shifting his focus , Flynn quietly watched Dev. Jess might be good in the spotlight, but the young man to his right wasn’t. Dev had a formal carriage and posture that made Jess’s movements seem more fluid, but it also emphasized Dev’s tension.
    Flynn knew Dev flew back to New York every couple of months for photo-shoots so his nervousness surprised him. Dev’s face was everywhere for Oskar Viktor’s upscale youth clothing line. The ads were great: Dev was overwhelmed by girls, presumably due to his fashion sense. Flynn started to get the sinking feeling that Dev’s expressions of horror at the onslaught of girls weren’t entirely faked.
    As Flynn considered how to address the problem with Dev , he received a pleasant surprise. Midway through a song, Jess turned and started singing to Dev, essentially accusing him of fooling around and indiscriminately breaking hearts.
    Dev scowled at Jess , who grinned in response. Flynn