Someone gave Lark a sharpie and she was signing t-shirts, cocktail napkins, and even one guy’s very firm chest.
Finally after a few minutes, a few bouncers showed up and dispersed the crowd, then led us to the far end of the bar where Lark ordered a round of espresso martinis for us.
“Whew!That was crazy.”Lark grinned.
Judging by her smile, I thought it was more like a lifelong dream achieved.“You were great, Lark.You had them eating out of your hand by the second song.”
“Did you hear how they were singing the chorus of ‘Lost Boys’ back to us?”Bailey squealed.“Our words!They were singing our words!”
“Yes!”I high fived Bailey like a goober.“So amazing!”
“Did you see the chest on that last guy?”Lark pursed her lips like she had a secret.
Bailey rolled her eyes.“Did you get his number?”
“He slipped something in my pocket.”Lark dramatically patted her very short skirt.“Oh that’s right.I don’t have pockets.I guess he was copping a feel.”
My eyebrows went up.Some guy tried to do that to me, and I would’ve clocked him.Like last week with Keegan.No thank you.
“His friend was pretty cute…” Bailey tilted her head as she looked past the bouncers who were guarding our little end of the bar, keeping the crowd away from us.
I sighed.“We go back onstage in fifteen minutes.No jizz stains.”
“I would never.”Bailey placed her hand over her heart and sounded so sincere.
I just shook my head.“No judgement here.But those stage lights are brutal.So keep the bodily fluids to a minimum.Or maybe save them for after the show.”
“They look pretty strong too.”Lark tilted her head.“I bet we could convince them to help us tear down before we leave.”
“Good point.”I pointed a finger at Lark and moved it between them.“No bodily fluids untilafterwe’ve torn down.Do not leave that shit up to tiny, little ol’ me.I won’t be happy.”
“Hey, we’re the three musketeers.All for one and all that.We won’t leave you to do all the work.”
“Yeah, we’re just leaving you to shore up our plans for an after show.”Bailey raised her eyebrows.“Unless you want to see if they have any cute friends?”
I shook my head.“I’m good.Go enjoy our adoring public.I’ll be here.”
“You sure?”Lark asked as she slowly backed away.“This is the fun part, after all.”
“I’m good.Really.”
“See you in ten!”Bailey promised as she and Lark bounced away, leaving me with three espresso martinis and the back of a large bouncer for company.
I would’ve laughed, but a voice came from behind me that made my blood freeze.
“Well, well, well.If it isn’t little Alice Rose.Look at how far you’ve come.”
I didn’t turn around.
I couldn’t.
The last time I’d heard that voice it’d been telling me how worthless I was.
How our management deal falling through was my fault.
How much better they would be if I got the fuck out.
“What?You can’t even say hello to your old boyfriend?”Parker Webb, lead singer for Alien Attraction AKA my old band, drawled.
