Page 149 of Down Beat

“Well then, tell me you’re going to send him a message to say thank you,” she says with a laugh, pushing to her feet. “It’s the least you can do, you goose.”

“I just… I can’t believe he did that.”

She sets her hand on her hips. “You’re mad about it?”

“No! I’m blown away. I just.…”

“Didn’t think he’d do something that nice since you were such a bitch?” she teases.

I chuckle. “Yeah. Pretty much.”

“Fuck, babe. Message him now. I mean it.” She thumbs over her shoulder. “I need to get ready, but I swear to God I need to know what he says before I leave.”

What the hell would I say to him? Thanks for being so awesome after I was such a cow? “I need to think on it.”

“Well, don’t leave it too long, because, babe, if this isn’t the man confessing his love for you, then fucked if I know what is.”

“He used my music. It’s hardly love. He could just be an opportunist,” I reason with her.

She gives me a hard stare and sighs. “Play it again, Tab, and for fuck’s sake, listen to what he says.”

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