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“What are you doing these days?” I asked.
After the shit had gone down, I withdrew from everyone in the industry, including my bandmates. Hell, this was the first time I’d even spoken to Max since the accident.
“Honestly, not much. You know me. I float through from one week to the next. Everything’s a party,” he chuckled. “You know Leo got married, right?”
“No fucking way.”
“Yeah. His wife popped out a set of twins last year. Identical. Creepy little fuckers if you ask me. Looking all alike and shit.”
“So family is not on your agenda,” I joked.
He snorted in response. “Not unless you find me a wife that doesn’t mind me sleeping around, getting drunk, and sleeping all day,” he said with a smirk. “So, I’m guessing you’re not just here to catch up.”
“Yeah,” I said, shoving my hands in my pockets. “I was wondering if you still had the van we used for our tours.”
He chuckled. “As if I could ever get rid of old Betsy. Sure, she’s out back. You want her?”
“Just for a few weeks. We’re going on tour around LA and up to Vegas. I figured we should save as much cash as we
can.”
Max reached for his pack of cigarettes and pulled one out, offering the pack to me.
“Don’t smoke anymore,” I said.
He shrugged and stood up.
I followed him through the kitchen and out the back, breathing in his secondhand smoke. This place is a dump. There was shit everywhere. Dirty dishes were piled so high in the sink you couldn’t see the wall behind it. Garbage littered the floor and the countertop. I cringed as I spotted a mouse feasting on a half-eaten slice of toast that had been tossed carelessly on the floor.
“She’ll need a bit of a wash.”
If she’s anything like your house, I imagine she would.
“She still runs, though. I took her out the other weekend for a friend’s birthday.” He laughed and shook his head. “The shit we got up to in this thing, huh, man?”
I nodded. I couldn’t argue with him there.
Even in the darkness I could see the van was a mess. I climbed inside and laughed. It was as bad I remembered. No, actually it was worse. But if it saved us a few thousand in motels, it was worth it. I chuckled, imagining Micah’s face when she saw this thing.
The princess wasn’t going to be a princess for long.
Chapter Nine
Sax
I tapped my fingers against my leg as I listened to her sing. She was good—really good. Nearly two weeks of intensive training, and she was ready. We were ready.
“Sounding awesome, Micah,” Harry said, slapping her on the back of the shoulder.
Her face lit up at the compliment, her bright green eyes sparkling as she mumbled a thanks. She wrapped one arm around her waist and slouched against the wall, as if she had no idea how fucking stunning she was. Did she really not understand what she did to probably every guy she made contact with? She was a walking, talking wet dream. The sight of her drove me insane, especially when she dressed like she was tonight: tight skirt, low-cut top, long, dark hair floating around her shoulders.
“Sax?”
I jumped. “Sorry, what?” I mumbled, my face flushing.
Harry shook his head, a smirk on his lips as he glanced from Micah to me. Great. Just what I needed: Harry thinking he’d stumbled onto something.
“I just asked what time we’re hitting the road tomorrow?”
