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My cheeks flush because I know he is just saying he’s supportive of his other label mates, but it feels like he’s saying he’s coolwithit the... other way, but I know that’s fucking impossible.
Right?
Right. Because if that were true...
“Okay...” I say casually. “Thanks for letting me know. I guess.”
This conversation is making me feel like the kid who dreams he ends up naked at the talent show.
“Okay,” Geo’s smooth voice breathes in my ear, and it makes my stomach flip. “I’m going to be a little busy over the next few weeks, so I can’t promise you I’ll be able to call, but... just know, if I could, I would, okay?” I can hear the lilt in his voice.
I let out a deep breath, nodding even though he can’t see me. “I get it. You’re busy. You don’t have to?—”
“I’ll call you when I can, I promise,” he says, and my stupid heart threatens to beat a little faster.
“Okay. Just, uh, call me when you can, and I guess I’ll see you in a couple weeks when you get in.”
“Can’t wait,” he replies, and the excitement in his voice is genuine. The moment is short lived as I hear the crashing and thudding again.
“Gotta go, Z. See you soon.”
I suck down my coffee, letting the warmth soothe my nerves.
This is really happening.
Geo’s cominghome,and he’s cominghere.
And for the first time in a long time, I think maybe the future is looking a little brighter.
CHAPTER 13
Geo
“Fuck yeah, man! We killed it!”Dare hollers, thrusting his glass of champagne up in the air.
Glasses clink, champagne spilling everywhere in the VIP suite. The last couple weeks have been a damn blur between cities. When I first signed with Casualty, Ilovedtouring. Seeing all the new places, meeting new people, eating new food. Now, though, I wish there was a way to condense the time on the road between gigs.
“Yeah, we did!” Richie says, hi-fiving Dare.
Hailee downs her champagne, then her boyfriend’s, before grabbing him, leading him out to the dance floor.
It’s rare that weallgo out together like this. Felix, Mateo,Heart Killer,and all the bandmates in between.
Felix pushes his glass toward me.
“You look like you need this more than I do.” His voice isn’t judgmental or sarcastic as it usually is.
Dare downs his own champagne, wasting no time as he runs after his brother, bandmates, and Hailee, leaving me with Mateo, Felix, and Duncan. Corpse and Eddy are off somewhere; God knows where.
Probably knee-deep in pussy with Spike. Those three are like a pack of rabid wolves.
I take the glass from Felix, downing it pretty quickly.
“Thanks,” I say as Mateo shifts in the booth. I catch his entertained gaze.
“What?” I ask.
“Falling off the wagon?” He smirks.
