Double Time
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Reagan’s heart sank. “A no go?”
“Max went to Vegas with Logan to blow off some steam. Steve took off to the wilderness somewhere, and I have sudden plans to go to Hawaii. I’m leaving tonight.”
Reagan’s excitement waned. How was she supposed to get ready to go on tour with them if she didn’t practice with them?
“He has a girlfriend there,” Trey said.
“I haven’t seen her in a while.”
Trey slipped onto a barstool, picked up slices of strawberries with his fingers, and popped them into his mouth. “You could have called me, Dare. I would have relayed the message.”
Dare just kept right on slicing a peach as his little brother helped himself. “I tried to call you. It kept going to voice mail.”
“I probably need to charge my phone.”
“So I had an idea,” Dare said to Reagan. “You wouldn’t learn much you don’t already know by hanging out here in the studio for two weeks without the band. Have you ever been on tour?”
“Not really,” she admitted. “All of Bait-n-Switch’s gigs were local.”
“Why don’t you go with Trey and hang out with Sinners for a couple of weeks? Learn what goes on behind the scenes.”
“Besides the beer and pu**y?” Trey said, helping himself to slices of Dare’s peach now.
Reagan whipped her head around to glare at him.
He chuckled. “Kidding.”
“Sure,” Dare said with a grin as he rinsed an apple in the sink situated in the center of his kitchen island. He started to cut the apple into thin slices on a cutting board. “Trey gets all the beer and pu**y he wants, whenever he wants it.”
Reagan scowled. “I bet he does.”
Trey grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to stand between his legs with her back to the counter. “Yours is the only pu**y I want. I will take a beer though.”
Dare snorted. “That’s another reason you should go on tour with him, Reagan. To keep an eye on him. I think his record for celibacy is about twelve hours.”
“I’ve gone a few days without,” Trey said.
“A few days?” Reagan bellowed.
“How many more tour dates does Sinners have?” Dare asked.
“Eight shows in the next fourteen days. Then a week of rehearsal for the new show with you guys, and then back on the road again for… I don’t remember. A long f**king time.”
“So that means fourteen days without sex.” Dare laughed. “He won’t make it, Reagan.”
“Don’t worry. I am perfectly capable of jerking off for a couple of weeks,” Trey assured her. He took a slice of strawberry and used it to trace her lips. The very idea of him with his hands on some other woman, his c**k inside some other woman, another woman watching him come, had her seething.
“I think Dare has a great idea. If I go on tour with you and Sinners, I won’t be so anxious when I start out with Exodus End.”
Trey fed her the slice of strawberry. “Well, if you want to go, I don’t see why you can’t. All the other guys have brought a woman on tour with Sinners in the past. About time I took advantage of that privilege.”
“And you can help me practice my music, too,” she said, really warming up to the idea now. “And maybe Brian can help me work on my triplets.”
“I’m sure he’d be happy to.”
“Really?” she said, wrapping her arms around Trey’s neck. “He’s such an amazing guitarist!”
Dare cleared his throat.
“You all are amazing guitarists,” she hurriedly rectified.
“We’re all amazing guitarists,” Trey amended.
Reagan smiled. “Right. We’re all amazing guitarists.”
“If you’re coming along, you better go get packed. Brian’s supposed to be here in an hour to fly back to Oklahoma City to meet up with the bus for tonight’s show in Topeka.” Trey smiled sweetly. “I wonder how his little one is doing.”
“He called this morning and said Myrna was checking out of the hospital. I think she and the baby are coming out to the airstrip to see him off.”
“Aw,” Reagan said. “I’ll get to see baby Sinclair?”
“If you hurry.” Trey patted her butt. “We’ve got to make it in time for the show tonight. Have the limo run you home.”
“What do I bring?”
He leaned back to look her over. “A box of condoms and some energy drinks.”
She rolled her eyes and shook her head at him.
“Just pack as if you’re going on a two-week vacation. I don’t know what you need to bring. Chick stuff.”
“Don’t bother bringing your guitar,” Dare said, slicing a pear now. “You can grab one of Max’s from the practice room.”
She pecked Trey on the lips. “I’ll be right back,” she promised and raced toward the front door to find the limo before she regained her senses and changed her mind.
***
As soon as Reagan was out of earshot, Trey picked up a peach and threw it at Dare. It stuck to the center of his bare chest.
“What the f**k, Dare? Why did you put me on the spot like that?”
“I knew you were too stupid to think of it on your own.” He peeled the piece of fruit off his chest and popped it in his mouth.
“Are you even going to Hawaii?”
“No. I broke up with Cassidy weeks ago. The rest was true though. Max and Logan went to Vegas as soon as Steve took off into the wilderness. Can’t blame Steve for heading out. You know what he’s like. He needs trees.”
“And you’re going to just stick around here by yourself?”
“I’ll probably do a little entertaining.” He grinned. “Or be a little entertained. So how did things go with Reagan last night?”
Trey checked over his shoulder to make sure she hadn’t returned unexpectedly. “She’s phenomenal.”
“Yeah. I thought you’d like her. Is she okay with your bisexual side?”
“She doesn’t know. And I’m not going to tell her. I’m giving up men.”
Dare shook his head at him. “Right, Trey. Good plan,” he said sarcastically.
“Her ex is bisexual. She caught him cheating on her with a man. She’s not very open to that kind of thing.”
“Hmm,” Dare said, munching on a slice of apple, his green eyes reflective. “You should dump her now then. She’ll just wind up hurt when you put your snake in a dark tunnel.”