Page 58 of Don't Bang a Bandmate

“I wasn’t with her last night, either.”

Addison frowns. “You weren’t?”

“Nope.”

“Then where were you?”

“I went to bed.”

“Early?!”

Her voice rises, so I open one eye and glare at her in warning.

“Sorry,” she says, lowering her voice. Luckily, no one seems to notice her outburst. “I can’t even think of a time where you went right to bed after a show.”

“Well, I did last night.”

She goes quiet and I tilt my head back again, hoping that’s the end.

“She thinks you were with Hannah,” Addison says after a minute.

“What?”

“Jordan,” she whispers. “She thinks you were with Hannah?”

I open my eyes once again and nod. “Yeah, she does.”

Addison studies my expression. “Youwanther to think that?”

”I don’t care what she thinks.”

She snorts, not buying that one bit.

“Addison, stay out of it.” I look her in the eye. “Please.”

She presses her lips together and shifts back in her seat. “All right,” she says.

Jordan’s laughter draws my eyes forward again. I can’t help but stare, even with Addison watching me so closely.

Jordan’s arm lurches across the table, her elbow knocking against her planner. “Oops!” she says... as her pen clatters to the floor of the bus.

She bends down to retrieve it, looking up at me with blink-and-you’ll-miss it swiftness.

Meanwhile, the others have no idea what just happened.

I keep a stone faced expression while my chest jitters with anticipation.

Good system.

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JORDAN

“Just can’t get enough,”I sing to myself.Strawberry Daiquiri’scatchy refrain is still stuck in my head from that jam session on the bus earlier.“Just can’t get enough of your...”I tap my foot three times against the bathroom floor.“Strawberry daiquiri!”

I run the brush through my hair before tying it off in a low ponytail. As I set it back down, a light knock taps against the door of my suite, spawning a flurry of butterflies in my stomach.

Looking myself over once, I walk to the door and peek through the peephole.

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