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“Boss lady is right,” Lane agrees.
I don’t say anything because I won’t be as nice as she is. I’ll tell him that she’s a bitch and has been using him for the money and fame. I know that’s not what he wants to hear, so I bite my pizza instead.
“There are plenty of groupies who will help mend a broken heart,” Everett says.
He’s right, there are. They are all over constantly. Women are never a problem to find. Although, I haven’t slept with anyone in a while and I’m honestly not sure why. It’s not like me at all. I’m usually bringing girls back to the bus every single night, sometimes two at a time. But no one has grabbed my attention lately. I think it’s because I’m so focused on the tour.
My phone rings and I excuse myself to answer it. I get into the bunk room and press it to my ear. “Hey, Ma.”
“Hi, sweet boy, how’s everything going?” she asks.
“Everything is good. We’re almost in Arizona for our concert tomorrow,” I tell her.
“How’s Lane? I called him earlier, but he didn’t answer.”
“He’s good, having fun and behaving himself. Don’t worry,” I say, laughing.
She quiet for a minute and I check to make sure I didn’t lose connection. “You haven’t made headlines in a while.”
I laugh as I sit on a bunk. “Our new publicist knows how to do her job. She’s really great and has become a good friend to us all.”
“Is that so?”
My brows dip and I nod like she can see me. “Yeah, it is, why?”
“No reason. It’s great she’s doing such a good job and you’ve all formed a friendship, that’s all.”
“How are you?” I ask, changing the subject.
“I’m good. I’m going next door for cards in a few minutes,” she says.
I smile knowing she’s finally allowing herself to have some fun. “Good, Ma, that’s awesome.”
“Listen, I don’t want to take up any more of your time. Go have fun. I’ll talk to you soon. Good luck tomorrow.”
“Thanks, Ma, I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
We hang up and I listen to the laughter from outside the bunk room. I shove my phone in my pocket and return to the fun.
Everyone has been in bed for over an hour at this point. I once again can’t sleep, so I’m sitting in the dark on the couch watching the world pass by. I hear footsteps and I know without looking who it is. Every night for the last week and a half we meet out here.
“Couldn’t sleep?” she asks.
I turn to her as she sits on the couch next to me. “No, you?”
“No, that bunk sucks.”
I chuckle and wrap my arm around her shoulders. I feel like a damn kid looking for ways to touch her when no one else is around. I’ve never crossed a line, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t go to bed rock hard every night. If she was any other chick, I would’ve already had her screaming my name, but she’s different. She deserves more than being a quick fuck. But that’s not what’s happening. It’s an innocent flirtation or that’s what I keep telling myself.
“You ready for tomorrow?” she asks.
“I’m always ready to be on stage,” I say.
She moves a little closer and I know what she wants. I lay back and pull her down with me. She rests her head on my chest and I run my fingers through her hair.
“You truly do shine on and off the stage, Kegan,” she whispers.
