"Are you serious?" sheasked.
"Dead serious. Think about it. You can start after the tour if you'd like. You know how to reach me, my little pixie, and I expect to hear from youagainsoon."
With that he hung up, leaving Jordan shocked over her good fortune. She wanted to jump up and down. When they arrived at his warehouse, she knew exactly who he was. Photography was her love, just like music was Lucky's. Moving to LA would be a huge adjustment, but other than her best friend, what did she have to stay inBostonfor?
The next morning, she woke with her cell phone still in her hand. Ian had inspired her to start taking pictures of Lucky and the band on the road, so she charged her SLR's battery while she got ready and then headed down to the restaurant with Lucky forbreakfast.
"You must have had the best night's sleep. You look happier than I've seen you in a long time. Good dream?" Luckyasked.
"You wouldn't believe it. I'll have to tell you about itsometime."
Jordan didn't want to tell Lucky about Ian and her moving to LA in the middle of her tour. This was Lucky's time, and she didn't want to intrude on it even if she knew Lucky wouldn't see itthatway.
As they entered the restaurant, she took in the chrome accents and modern style which was so different than the last hotel they were in. They all seemed to have the same breakfast buffet though and after dropping her stuff at a table, she began making herself awaffle.
Dylan came in and stopped at the host stand and looked around while pushing his long hair back from his face. Wearing a rust-colored t-shirt, jeans, and a navy and charcoal scarf, she admired his style again. Suddenly their eyes met and he smiled as he walked over to her. She felt every bit of the anger she always carried with her melt as he kissed herhello.
"Hey, I was looking for you. Did you sleep alright?" Dylanasked.
"Yeah, great. Listen, I gotta tell you something you can't tell anyone. I wanted to keep it to myself but if I don't say something, I'm going toburst!"
"Whatisit?"
"Remember Ian Taylor?" Jordanasked.
"The ego with acamera?"
"Yeah, him. He asked me to be hisassistant!"
"Seriously? How did he know you were intophotography?"
"Hedidn't."
"Then why make the offer to you? Did you tell him you have aboyfriend?"
"Gimme a break, are you jealous? I really don't know why he called me." She thought for a while and realized that while she didn't give him anything, he never even asked for her name. She looked over at Lucky. She knew if Ian had asked about her, then Lucky would have told her. "I honestly have noideawhy."
"That's odd. But it’s great. Are you going todoit?"
"Yeah, definitely,"shesaid.
"I guess you're moving toLAthen?"
"Yup!"
"You know, sometimes I live in LA," Dylan said as he took her waffle and carried it for her to the table as he held her hand. "I was wondering how I'd see you after the tourwasover."
He left her speechless. She grinned at him and stuffed a piece of waffle into her mouth so he wouldn't expect her to say anything. She liked him so much, but things were moving too fast. In the back of her mind, she knew he deserved much betterthanher.
