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Her stomach dropped. “Sure.” She shoved her hands into her pockets, her fingers still wrapped around her phone. It was just her imagination that it was scalding her thigh.
She met Lila at the edge of the area rugs they had arranged for their rehearsal space. They used an old storefront on the Strip that had been in foreclosure. Ripper Records had picked it up cheap and let their bands practice there if they didn’t have something else.
Warning Sign was definitely in that category. They’d scraped enough money together from the first tour to live on. She and Molly lived in the same shitty apartment building. They’d tried to live together to save money, but Molly wasn’t exactly the easiest person to live with.
Not because she partied. Try the opposite. Warning Sign was her world. She lived and breathed it, and her obsession was hard to relax around. If she wasn’t practicing, she was researching, pushing for venues, and writing. She was determined to make them a success all on her own.
Juliet needed down time. And she needed the quiet.
Nothing was quiet around Molly McIntire.
“What’s up?” Juliet asked Lila.
“How long have you been here today?”
Juliet bit her lower lip. Wariness crawled up between her shoulder blades and tightened her muscles. “You know how long. We checked in with the studio.”
“Regardless of what you think, I don’t check up on the band twenty-four-seven.”
Then why did it feel like she was talking behind everyone’s back? “Ten.”
Lila’s eyebrows shot up, then she glanced at her watch. “I appreciate the assist then. You’re one of the few people Molly listens to.”
“She just wants it perfect.”
“Yes, I know a thing or two about perfectionists.”
Juliet relaxed a little. Yeah, she guessed that was the truth. Lila’s husband, Nick, was a bit of a taskmaster with her sister’s band, Oblivion. “We nailed the song the third time through. I don’t know what her problem was.”
“I see.”
“We’ll get there. We’re almost there.” She almost said more, but she felt like she was being disloyal.
/> Lila wasn’t the enemy, but she had a job to do. Warning Sign didn’t need any other problems with management. They were due back in the studio in early January to cut an EP. Between that and their first album, they should have enough to get on the road for a full tour in a few months. This mini “Spark It Off” tour had been fun, but she wanted the real deal.
She was itching for it.
She didn’t mind the studio. She loved writing songs, and jamming with her friends, but the stage was where it was at. The stage was where they shined. They just needed a real tour, not these piddly little one off shows.
“Take the rest of the night off, and tomorrow.”
Juliet whistled. Wow. That was rare, especially from Lila. She wasn’t exactly lax about schedules.
But the idea of orgasms until tomorrow didn’t sound like a bad thing at all. Even if that meant she’d have to deal with Menacing Molly because her precious rehearsal had stalled out.
“I’ll deal with Molly.” Lila pulled out her iPad from her shoulder bag. “Have a good night, Ms. Reece.”
“Thanks. I think.”
Lila gave her a tight smile. “You’ve been practicing the last four days in a row. You deserve a break.”
“I’m not arguing.” She lifted her bass from her neck. “I’ll see you later.” Juliet nodded toward Elle and West. “I got a thing.”
West popped up from the couch. “What kind of a thing?”
“A you’re-not-invited kind of thing.”
“Second date. Sounds serious,” he called out.
