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Ryan dropped onto the couch beside her. Elle hated confrontation of any kind. “Yeah. Just a little discussion. What do you think about me adding a sax to ‘Intent’?”

She peered out from her bangs. “I have good feelings.”

“Good. Me too.”

By the time they got to the third song in the setlist, Michael and Jules were out in the main living area, giving their two cents on song choices.

“What about your mandolin?”

Ryan twisted at Mal’s deep voice. “What about it?”

“Well, you have those spindly chick fingers. And you play it so pretty.”

Ryan laughed. “You’re an asshole.”

Mal shrugged. “I heard you listening to that Sting song. We should cover it.”

His playlist for Denver. Evidently, Mal had been listening when she put it on the front speakers. Ryan popped his knuckles. “Seems tame for you, big guy.”

“Gets chicks wet. Say you can do some tantric sex and voila. Bendy girls say hi with panties in hand.”

“Pig,” Elle muttered.

“Oink. I like to get right in there and sniff around before I go down on a girl.” Mal’s smile was wide and just a little malevolent.

Elle’s fingers tightened on the frets, but she didn’t say a word.

“Really? Your nose? Is that to tickle the clit?” Lauren asked from behind him.

Elle and Jules groaned in unison.

West stood. “Don’t get him started, Lo.”

Mal stepped back into the hallway and rolled into his bunk. “Lesson’s over, chickadee. You’ll have to ask your boyfriend.” And with that, he snapped his curtain shut.

Lauren looked up at West. “Nose?” She touched the end of hers. “It’s kinda perfect.”

West slid his arm around her neck and curled her in close and whispered something in her ear.

Her blue eyes went wide and she grabbed his hand. “You guys good?”

Jules dropped back into her beanbag chair with a giggle. “Go!”

West grinned over his shoulder. “It’s for science.”

“Yeah right.” Elle was smiling even as she pulled her hair forward to mask it.

“Looks like we have a setlist, people.” Michael flicked his thumb over his iPad screen. “We’ll see if they all work during soundcheck.”

“Sounds good.” Ryan glanced over his shoulder. Denver’s divider was half open. He could tell she was listening, since there was a smile playing on her lips. He stood and snagged a Mountain Dew from the mini fridge in the front of the bus. There were never enough drinks on board for this crew.

He slid the soda along the back of her neck.

She stiffened and reached around her chair to grab his thigh.

“What if it wasn’t me?”

“Then I’d get another handful of Mal.”

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