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Chapter Eight
Dane
I slidethe card into my pocket and head over to the table. “You ready to go? The bar’s closing down.”
“Yeah,” Alissa says, standing and taking my hand in hers.
“We’ll see you guys later,” I say as I lead her from the building.
We cross the parking lot and jump in my car. I’m quiet on the way home. There are too many what if’s running through my head right now.
What if I go, will I be signed with them?
What if I stay, will this be my only chance?
What if I go and Alissa won’t wait for me to come back? Will I ever get her back?
What if I go and Alissa says she’ll wait, but Sean worms his way in while I’m gone?
Is the love of my life worth giving up the rest of my life for?
“Are you okay?”
I look over to her beautiful face, lit up from the dash lights. “I’m fine, just thinking.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t tell him he could sit with me. He just came in and sat down.”
“I’m not thinking about that, but I think I do need to have a talk with him. He’s starting to piss me off. And what in the hell does he say that’s so damn funny anyway?”
She laughs. “He’s just being stupid. We don’t really talk about anything. Well, I don’t. He doesn’t shut up.”
I pull the car into the driveway and shut off the engine, but I don’t move. I’m beat from the show we put on, and the stress of the unanswered questions is weighing on me.
Alissa crawls into my lap and pushes my sweaty hair away from my eyes. “You sounded awesome tonight, baby. Who cares if a record label didn’t show up? You’re already a rock star in my eyes.” She slowly leans in, pressing her lips to mine.
That’s when I know: I can’t go.
What’s important in life? Is it becoming a rock star, or is it spending every day with the one you love?
Alissa doesn’t care if I make it big. Hell, she didn’t even know I played guitar when we got together. She’s always loved me for me. I can’t lose this. I can’t lose her. And leaving would be taking too much of a chance.
I decide not to tell her about the offer. I’m just going to keep playing with my band every Saturday and keep her in my bed and away from Sean every night.
Yes, this is an opportunity that most would kill for, me included, but what I have with Alissa is so much more important.
* * *
Sunday isa lazy day for us. We’ve been so busy with the house, work, and the band, that Alissa and I haven’t had much time alone together. We rent a few movies and cuddle up on the couch all day, holding one another and eating more food than either of us can handle. We kiss, touch, tickle, and tease each other throughout the day—not giving in to the other, so we can hold it in and let it build until it can rush out of us tonight.
Just as we’re about to shut off the tv and retire to the bedroom, someone knocks on the door. I stand and answer it to find Sean on the other side. I let him walk in but say, “We were just about to go to bed. Did you need something?”
He plops down on the sofa. “Naa, I don’t need anything. I just came by to say congratulations.”
“Congratulations for what?” I ask confused. I sit on the arm of the couch and put my arm around Alissa’s shoulders.
He sits up, resting his elbows on his knees. “For what? For getting to go on tour with Busted Lip. That’s fucking awesome! When do you leave?”
Alissa looks at me. “Why didn’t you tell me? This is so exciting!” She bounces up and down on the couch.
