Page 47 of Cash

"They are two different codes and if you enter the code for the gate the house alarm automatically sets. I should’ve shown you better. Don't worry about it."

River made his way back to the kitchen table to finish his tacos.

"Fuck it, get your shoes on," Cash said.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

River got his shoes on, and they headed to Cash's truck. Once he was in, he made his way down to the arena. He spent a lot of time here in the winter, but in the off season he didn't have much reason to be here. He pulled into the parking lot he had a pass for, which he was glad it still worked because it was packed.

He glanced down at his watch. It was already ten. They would have missed the opening band and the first half of the set, but he didn't think River would mind.

"No way! Scarlet Addiction is playing?" River shouted as he saw the sign above the arena.

"Yeah, I have a box the team uses. We missed part of it, but I thought you might want to catch the end."

"This is amazing. Thanks Cash."

Cash made his way in through the back door and wound his way through a maze of concrete hallways until he came to an elevator. They took it up to the floor with the sky boxes. Cash made his way to the box the players shared and found it empty. He wasn't too surprised. He glanced over at River, who looked ecstatic.

"Go on in and watch. I'll get us a drink." He knew the box's waiter would come soon, but he decided to head out. Some of Glendale's best tacos were served here.

When he returned with tacos, a beer and a soda, he found River down at the big window in the box moving to the beat. This music wasn't what Cash preferred, but they were good. Goth metal wasn't his thing, he wasn't sure it was River's thing either, but he knew music was River's thing, and tacos were everyone's thing.

"What do you think?" he asked, setting the drinks and taco's down at the table next to where River was standing.

"This is incredible. I may prefer punk, but the guitarist for Scarlet Addiction is amazing." River yelled over his shoulder at him.

"Tacos if you want them," Cash said as he sat down and took a taco.

River stayed glued to the window. Cash was glad that he seemed to be enjoying himself. It had been a crazy week for the two of them. He pulled out his phone to see if Evie had texted him. The thought of her alone in the bed did give him a twinge of regret, but then River joined him for a taco.

Cash - Good night, baby girl. I'll talk to you tomorrow

"Damn, these are good tacos," River said around a mouthful of tacos.

Cash nodded. "The band was only part of the reason I brought you," he said as he picked up a second taco.

The concert only had about an hour left and River spent the rest of it at the glass watching the band. He may have wished he was down on the floor, experiencing the band rather than observing it, but it was the best Cash could do on short notice.

As they took the stage for their encore Cash pulled out his phone.

Evie - Good night Cash. Are we really doing baby girl?

Cash smiled. He didn't know why he had started calling her that, but he kind of liked it.

Cash - With ice queen off the table, I had to go with something.

Cash's stupid heart fluttered at the dancing dots. He should be ashamed of that, but he wasn’t. There was something about this woman who just had him throwing all his old rules out the window.

Evie - It is so off the table. Call me ice queen and you might get a nut punch

Cash almost spit out his beer as he read the last message.

Cash - That's a pretty intense reaction. I think there is more to the story.

Evie - Good night

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