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They were on the bed, Erik and Kayla, and Kayla was straddling Erik s hips. Her
upper body was bent over him, her hands on either side of his face. Their eyes were
locked, and Jason could tell by the way Kayla watched Erik that she was judging every
shift of his face, every twitch of his eyelids.
As quietly as he could, he set the bag of food on the table next to the door and
slid into the chair beside it. This had never happened before. Not for any amount of
money, not for anything in the world, would he interrupt Erik right now.
As he watched, Erik suddenly laughed, and with a smooth, collected movement,
rolled over with Kayla under him. My God, Erik said, and Kayla laughed, too, and
wrapped her legs around his waist.
She saw Jason then, and looked toward him, one eyebrow raised in a question.
Smiling, he shook his head. Erik glanced over, as well, grinned, and went on about his
business while Jason just watched, and quietly sipped his coffee.
* * *
Some time later -- Jason still hadn t looked at his watch, or the clock on the
bedside table -- they sat huddled together on the bed eating pastries and sandwiches
that had gone cold but still tasted fantastic. Jason watched Kayla, smiling. She ate like
she made love -- unselfconsciously and enjoying every bite. She had thrown on a hotel
robe, but still wore nothing underneath, and every movement showed tantalizing
glimpses of breast, nipple, belly, the occasional brief flash of the blonde curls between
her legs and the pink lips beneath.
Jason was hard, but he didn t care at the moment. Erik, also wrapped in a hotel
robe, ate with gusto, as well. Jason himself felt as healthy as he ever had, the episode in
Minneapolis over and forgotten.
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Hey, Kayla said suddenly, don t you guys play tonight?
Jason realized he had no idea what arrangements might have been made after his
collapse. He looked at Erik, who finished chewing and offered, No. Randy called Liz.
They re taking our spot tonight. He told them we d fill in for them in Macomb next
month.
Jason nodded. Good idea. Colour Haze was a good band, and popular. Randy
had dated Liz, their bassist, last year. Jason had no idea what had happened there --
they d seemed like a good couple.
So the next show is& Jason mulled. Urbana?
Yeah. Tomorrow.
There was a long moment of companionable eating and silence. Then Jason said,
Kayla. Come with us?
Kayla pressed a napkin to her mouth. I ll have to make some calls.
Jason smiled at her. Then do that.
* * *
Kayla made her calls. She couldn t believe she was doing this -- just abandoning
everything to follow these boys across the state. But what they had given her& She
couldn t deny the strength of what had built among them. She d had relationships
before, but nothing had ever felt like this.
She clicked off her cell phone and stared out the hotel window. Erik and Jason
had gone for a walk to give her some time on her own and, she was fairly sure, to talk
to Randy and Brent about the schedule for the next week or so. Outside the sun was
bright, the day clear.
And it hit her. This wasn t casual. If she kept on like this, it would be permanent.
Everything she knew would change. Nothing about her life would remain untouched if
she decided to stay with Jason and Erik. Her job, her house, her friends&
She took a long, slow breath. She couldn t make this decision right now. She
would go with them to their next stop, and decide then. It might be unfair to them, but
she needed the time.
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Behind her, the hotel door opened, admitting Jason and Erik, with Randy tailing
behind them. C mon, Jason said to her. Let s go. We gotta buy drumsticks.
So she went with them, and bought drumsticks.
Chapter Nine
The club they were playing in Urbana had once been a movie theater. Kayla
remembered seeing more than one film there when she d attended the University of
Illinois. She declined to mention this to the others, who undoubtedly were too young to
have had a similar experience. Instead she helped unload the trailer.
Don t you have people to do this? She manhandled an amp, found it even
heavier than she d expected, and carefully lowered it to the ground.
Jason gave her a lopsided smile. We can t afford people to do this. Not yet.
She shook her head. Everybody wants to bang a rock star, but nobody tells you
they make you work.
Everybody wants to bang a rich rock star, Erik added, grunting a bit as he
swung his heavy Fender bass down. Randy looked sidelong at them, saying nothing.
Kayla had noticed he didn t talk much. She wondered how much he really knew about
what was going on in his own band.
Kayla straightened, stretching her back. You mean the Foo Fighters don t have
to unload all their own crap?
Nope. Jason flashed her another grin, then pushed his hair back from his eyes
and grabbed another amp.
They were offloaded in what seemed to Kayla to be a fairly reasonable time. She
wasn t sure what she was supposed to be doing, so she just followed Jason and did
what he asked. Sometimes she had little more than a point and a grunt to go by, but she
was game.
They were the second band on the bill tonight, preceded by a local college band
and followed by a Chicago group who had been building a solid following in the area.
Last summer, Jason told her, they d even done an East Coast tour, and rumor had it
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they d be playing the West Coast in a few months. He sounded a bit wistful, if not quite
jealous.
Well, she ventured thoughtfully, what are they doing that you re not?
Living in Chicago, mostly. They were in the rehearsal room backstage; Jason
bent over his guitar, fiddling with the tuning peg on yet another recalcitrant high E
string.
You could relocate, said Kayla, and then stopped. She could see it suddenly --
she lived in Chicago. It could serve as a home base for the band, and -- Shaking off the
rest of the thought, she turned her attention back to Jason.
He was looking at her narrowly, almost as if he knew what she d been thinking.
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