Page 491 of Rock Me All Night
"Yeah."
Her voice is calm, friendly. "What are your options?"
"Hazel, the band's photographer, offered me a job as her assistant on another tour."
"Or?"
"Or I can stay in LA and try to set up my own studio. Or a million other things."
Kara's text tone interrupts my train of thought. She stares at the phone with temptation in her eyes. It only takes a few moments for her to break.
"Oh." She presses her fingers into her phone. "Tom wants to take you somewhere tomorrow."
"Where?"
"He won't say. Only that it's important. And some bullshit about how you're both adults, and he should be having this conversation with you." Her voice drops to a mutter. "He's lucky he's not having this conversation with my boot."
A flutter of hope builds in my stomach. He wants to see me. That might mean he's figured things out.
"I can tell him to go fuck himself," Kara offers.
"No. I want to see him."
She purses her lips in distaste. "If you're sure."
"Tell him he has to get through Drew first."
She smiles. "That's quite the obstacle."
"He deserves to work for it."
