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“You can tell me anything, Ry. You know that.”
He scrubbed the top of his head. “Not this, Colorado.”
“Nothing you can say will be worse than finding you in that alleyway.”
He growled. “You would be wrong.”
“Is it drugs?” She looked down at her sneakers as she jammed her fists into her pockets. “We can get you help.”
“No. God, no. It’s…stupid.”
She peered up at him. “Alley, remember?”
He tipped his head back. “As if I can forget.”
“Then spit it out.”
“I fucked up. Like killed-my-bank-account fucked up and now I can’t make rent.”
“Oh.” She blinked at him. “That’s no big deal. I can float you the money. I know you’re good for it.”
“No.”
Her eyebrows snapped together. “Why not? It’s just money.”
He huffed out a laugh. “Only people who have money say that.”
“Well, I’m not swimming in green, but I have plenty. I get my daily per diem and barely use that. Most of my paycheck just goes in th
e bank.”
“Is that why you carry cash?”
She shrugged. “We get twenty-five a day just for pocket money when you’re a driver. You see what I eat and drink.”
He sighed. “Tea bags aren’t all that expensive.”
She punched his arm. “Don’t forget the cupcakes.”
“How could I forget your chocolate Hostess cupcakes?”
“Damn right.” She bounced on the balls of her feet a little. “What do you need?”
He blurted out his half of the rent before he could chase his tongue back into order.
“I’ll have it to you by tomorrow.”
“Are you sure?”
“Look, I know you guys have to wait on tours and shit to make the real money, but royalties will be coming in anyway, right?”
“Yeah, supposedly.” They’d gotten advances set up like paychecks with an option for a bonus if they hit the charts. Well, they’d hit the top twenty on Billboard. It just took time for the money to come in.
“Then you can give it back to me next paycheck. All good. Now can we go?”
“Yeah.” He blew out a breath and turned for the stairs with a hiss. He’d almost forgotten how hard he’d landed on the pavement earlier.
“Are you sure you’re all right? We can—”
