Page 238 of End Game

“Unfortunately.”

“You got very quiet.”

“Don't tell anyone. It'll ruin my brand.”

He laughs.

Then, “You interested?”

“Yes.” It comes out before he finishes the question.

Austin laughs harder. “Okay.”

“Like, extremely yes. Aggressively yes.”

“Good.”

“I can pretend I considered it longer if that gives me leverage.”

“You have no leverage.”

“Devastating.”

“The studio day is Friday. Benefit is Saturday night. We’ll pay for everything. I'll send you flight options, hotel info, the current demo, anything you need.”

“Okay.”

“You can bring two people backstage for the show.”

My answer forms before I even think about it. “Micah and Cami.”

“They were with you backstage in Denver?”

“They were all with me.”

“The tattoo artist and the woman wearing your shirt.”

My chest warms. “Yeah.”

“Bring them.”

“Cool.”

Austin hesitates for half a second.

Then his voice drops slightly, like what comes next isn't information he's casually handing around. “Megan'll probably be happy to have another woman backstage.”

“Megan?”

“My girlfriend.”

I blink.

Austin Fletcher has a girlfriend?

I'm almost positive the internet doesn't know Austin Fletcher has a girlfriend.

And if the internet knew, the internet would currently be on fire.