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I couldn’t hear what Teagan was saying but she gestured across the street where the neighbor must be. Noah made his way over to me.

“I can’t leave you guys alone for a week.”

It had actually been a little longer than that, but I wasn’t going to correct him. “You know this isn’t her fault.”

Noah’s expression was steady and flat.

“She wasn’t even home. She was over at the club then she was with me.”

“Convenient.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Noah dipped his hands into his black cargo pants pockets. “It means she’s got some explaining to do. I just finished cleaning up the mess at Purgatory. More cops and firefighters. Great way to start the morning.”

“She didn’t do anything. She got scared at the club.”

Noah stared me down. “What the hell was she doing there?”

I faltered. I couldn’t exactly explain it. I still didn’t really understand what had happened myself. “She wanted some solo piano time.”

“At oh-dark-thirty?”

“We’re all a little messed up, Jordan. If she needed some time to bang on her piano to straighten herself out, then that’s what she did.”

“It’s not like we’re on the road. She’s home. She could play at home like the rest of your bandmates.”

I lifted my chin. “Maybe she wanted a feel for the place before tonight. These charity gigs don’t give us much time for rehearsal before we’re passed around like party favors for pictures and signatures.”

“You’re breaking my heart, Dallas.”

“Fuck you.” I cracked my knuckles. “You just fucking hugged her like you’re old pals.” Or more, but I wasn’t going there. “Now you’re accusing her?”

“I’m asking questions. Just doing my job,” he said, his voice low and hard.

Point taken.

“What’s going on?” Teagan

came up between us.

“Nothing.” I tightened my jaw. “Noah was just asking about your place. I’m sure he’s got work to do to figure out the security here.”

Noah folded his arms and glanced between Teagan and me. “Right.” His jaw was just as clenched as mine. “Make sure the two of you are at the club on time.”

“Of course we will.” Teagan’s voice was tight.

Noah gave her a curt nod, turned on his heel, and headed for McCain.

Teagan frowned up at me. “He’s really mad at me, huh?”

I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her into me. “No one’s mad at you. They’re just worried.”

She shook her head. “No, they’re mad. I messed everything up and now this.”

“McCain said that you can’t go in until tomorrow at the earliest. Why don’t you come back to my place for now? We’ve got a few hours. Maybe take a nap.”

“I don’t want to put you out.”

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