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wouldn’t have Sawyer—Knoah would have never met her.
What a twisted, fucked-up world we lived in.
I toweled off and put on some jogging pants and an old T-shirt. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Frank. When we’d stopped, I got the drivers a hotel room so they could rest. The commotion of coming and going didn’t allow them to rest properly.
“Mr. Hendrix.”
“Hey, Frank. I’m at the bus with Sawyer. She got food poisoning.”
“Oh man, that’s terrible. You’re missing a big night out with the guys for New Year’s Eve.”
No. No, I wasn’t, because I was where I wanted to be.
“Yeah, but you know how that goes. Different day, same shit.”
He chuckled. “And a pretty little lady wouldn’t be out there.”
“Something like that. Anyway, is George good over there, or do you want me to have him brought back to the bus? We appreciate you watching him during the concert.”
“He’s great. Such a sweet pup. I’m glad you didn’t orphan him.”
I rolled my eyes at Frank using Sawyer’s term. She had that effect on people. “He seems to be growing on people.”
“For sure. I’ll bring him over when we pull out. I’m on first shift. Thanks for the hotel.”
“Thanks, Frank. I owe you.”
“Anytime.”
My phone pinged with a text from Cameron. Shit, I hadn’t let him know.
Cameron: I tried to call Sawyer. Everything okay?
I hit his number. It was just easier than texting.
“Hey, Kurt. What’s wrong?”
“Sawyer got food poisoning. She’s in her room, sleeping. I’m going to sleep on the couch to make sure she doesn’t need anything.”
“Is she okay?”
“Yeah, the doctor checked her out. She needs to keep fluids in her. You guys have fun—the night’s on me. The driver will be there for whatever you need.”
“Thanks, Kurt. I’m not sure if we’ll be by before the buses pull out. Tell Sawyer to call me when she wakes up.”
“Will do.”
We hung up, and Sawyer’s phone vibrated on the counter where I’d set it down. Probably those damn reminders she always set to correspond to her color-coded calendar. I picked up the phone and saw that dipshit’s name flash across the screen.
Jordan: Hey, where are you?
Jordan: Don’t forget to save me a dance.
Jordan: Sawyer, are you okay? Where are you?
A new message popped up.
Jordan: Cameron says you’re sick. If you want me to come by, let me know. I seem to remember being able to nurse you back to health before.
