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“No, I didn’t get a chance.”
Maddox was still waiting in the wings, and when Gator saw him, he knew it was him who had told Kyle.
As they made their way to the backstage area and slipped off the stage, Gator leaned in close to Sylvie and asked if she wanted to check out Kyle’s tour bus. But with Kyle belting out a tune and the crowd hollering like banshees, she couldn’t make out a word he was saying.
Finally, when they found a more peaceful corner, Gator was about to repeat his offer when she blurted out, “I can’t believe it.”
“What…that I’m here?” Gator said.
“No. I got to hug Kyle fucking Case,” she told him.
When he screwed up his face at that, she laughed and said, “No, I was just kidding.” And then she was quiet for a few seconds thinking and he said:
“But?”
“I hope someone took a photo,” she said.
He laughed. “Well, I guess I’d want a photo too if Pink had given me a hug on stage.”
“Pink? Seriously…you like Pink?”
“Yeah, I do. Why?”
“I do too.”
He let out a breath. “Fuck, I thought you were going to say I like old shit or something.”
“Do you?” she asked.
“What? Like old stuff?”
“Yeah.”
“I guess. I’ve got a ’62 Duo-Glide Panhead,” he said.
“Nice, but not what I was meaning,” she said. He furrowed his forehead and she asked, “How old are you, Gator…if you don’t mind me asking.”
“No, I don’t mind. Why would I? Thirty-two. It’s just a number.”
She’d been watching his lips while he was talking. He was ready to dive in for a kiss but as he began to move, she placed her hand on his chest and lightly held him back. “I’m forty,” she said.
“Well, I guess that makes us both young then.” She’d been watching his lips again, but she hadn’t moved her hand from his chest.
“Gator,” she said. He nodded. “I know how you got that name but what’s your real name?”
He smiled. He knew she hadn’t recognized it was him. “Gaston.”
Her mouth fell open. “Guidry?” She was almost whispering it.
He just grinned.
“Oh. My. God. Little Gaston,” she said.
“Not so little now,” he said. She was still looking at him with her mouth open. He wanted to kiss her so bad and slip his tongue in between those soft wet lips of hers. He wanted to do a lot more than that, going by the way his cock was throbbing in the confines of his tight jeans. He decided to make his move but as he leaned down to kiss the girl who had never left his dreams, she pushed him back and rushed away into the crowd. He called after her, but she was gone, and he wondered what he’d done wrong.
Kyle was still pounding out the song singing the chorus one last time with the help of a few thousand raving fans.
Gator couldn’t help feeling just like the shrinking erection in his pants…deflated.
