Page 22 of Avoidance


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“What do you mean? What did you hear?”

“Oh, nothing.” She dumped all of her clothes onto the counter. “Hers, too,” she said to the cashier.

“No,” I warned. “You are not going to pay for my clothes.”

“Consider it my welcoming present to you.”

“Really, you don’t have to do that.”

She pried my fingers off of the hangers, and set them down on top of her pile, winking at the cashier. “Okay, so, you have to act surprised when Chase tells you where he’s taking you on Thursday.”

I raised my eyebrows. “How do you know this?”

“He and Phil were talking during their million hour jam sesh yesterday. It’s, like, the nicest restaurant in LA. Phil took me there for our one-year anniversary.”

I chewed my lip, wondering where he was getting all this money from. First the expensive hotel, now an expensive restaurant.

“Let him do something special for you.” She handed the cashier her credit card. “Nothing wrong with that.”

My phone began to buzz in my back pocket, and I almost dropped it as I rushed to answer. “Hey, how did it go?”

“Where are you? I just walked in.” Chase was out of breath from the stairs.

“I’ll be home in five. Brooke and I are leaving Teal now.”

“Teal?” he asked, sounding amused.

“Oh, I’ll tell you all about it when I see you.”

He chuckled. “Okay. Hurry up.”

“Phil just texted me.” Brooke excitedly held up her phone as I hung up. “Here, this bag is yours.”

“Thanks so much, Brooke.” I gave her arm a squeeze. “I really appreciate it.”

“Any time. I had fun today.”

“Me, too.”

I walked down the busy block as quickly as I could, and went up the stairs by twos when I got to the apartment. I burst through the door at the top, panting and searching for Chase.

“Where have you been all my life?” He waltzed out of the bedroom and picked me up, twirling me around in the middle of the living room.

“Spill! I want to hear everything.”

He landed on the couch, pulling me on top of him. “Mr. Suit and Tie’s name is George. He got straight to business as soon as we sat down in his office. He told us that we’re good, but we need to build a name for ourselves.”

“The place was packed out last night. What more does he want?”

“He wants to start promoting the nights we play. He said there should be a line to get in – that’s how packed he wants it.”

“Okay. That’s reasonable. What else?”

“He said our band needs a name.”

“Oh, that’s hard. I always wondered how musicians settled on a band name. It could be anything!”

“Want to hear what we came up with?”

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