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“Looks like you’re not done with us yet, Devon,” I said while he stood there grinning like a fool.

“Looks like you’re not done with me either,” he said before punching the air one last time.

Epilogue

Six Months Later

Devon

“Hey, baby, where are we playing again this weekend?” I asked Johnny, who rolled his eyes because he knew for sure there was no way I could keep track. We’dbeen traveling across the southwest for the past month hitting every place that would let us play and it was paying off. The bigger venues in New Mexico had taken notice and we were playing at one over the weekend. I just couldn’t remember which one it was.

“The Chili Factory,” Johnny said, and kissed me as he walked past me to the bathroom. We were staying in a house Tanner had rented since we’d be here for at least a week.

“That’s right,” I said.

“Hey, did you hear Jayne is now playing in another rock band?” Jeremy asked.

“No, but I thought she liked the studio music gig?”

“She did, but this is an all-girl band and they’re all just as talented as she is so there was no way she could say no.”

“Are we playing with them at all?”

“I’m not sure, I’ll ask Tanner though,” Jeremy said.

“I know it’s only been a month, but I miss the guys from Blinding Light,” I said.

“Starting next month, we’ll be opening for them in Arizona so I’m sure you’ll have plenty of time to be sick of them,” Mateo said. “How’s their drummer’s arm?” They all knew about Glenn breaking his arm since that was the reason I’d been able to playwith Blinding Light, but they didn’t know him as well as they did the other guys.

“It’s good. He says it’s as good as new, but I doubt that. He snapped that fucker in half.” Mateo cringed and Jeremy made a gagging sound. “It’s not like the bone was poking out,” I said and laughed at them.

“Still gross,” Jeremy said.

“They took this month off so he could get used to playing again,” I said.

Johnny walked out and sat on my lap. “So, I’m thinking we can get there early and watch the band that’s on before us and see what we think.”

“Sounds good. Is it anyone you’ve heard of?” I asked.

“No, they’re local but have a great following.”

“So, the next big thing?”

“No, that’ll be us, baby,” Johnny said and leaned in to kiss me. We never hid how we felt from Mateo and Jeremy, which I was happy for since I really sucked at keeping secrets. And so far, they didn’t seem to mind.

“We need to work on the new song,” I reminded him. Usually, Johnny wrote the songs for the group, but the past few months he’d been so busy he’d only been able to jot down some lyrics.

“I think we should all work on it. I know usually it’s me doing it all, but I like the idea of us all contributing. It’s not like you guys haven’t written songs before,” Johnny said and looked at Mateo and Jeremy.

“Yeah, but our music sucks,” Mateo said and laughed.

“If we all work on it together it’ll have a little bit of us all in it. That’s how it should be,” I said, and they both looked at each other and shrugged.

“We’ll give it a try, but if it sucks then we’re back to Johnny doing it,” Jeremy said.

“We’ll probably play four songs at Rocktoberfest so we’ve got plenty of time to write something new and get it down before then,” Johnny said, always the one in charge and driving us to be better.

“I still can’t believe we’re playing there,” Mateo said. “Weren’t you nervous, Devon?”

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