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about,” Phil said.
    I put my tongue out and licked my lower lip and then wiped the remainder off with a napkin. “That’s some good sauce,” I added.
    Everyone got back to eating, and alas, it was time to go. I made my way back to the van with the crew feeling really happy. I also found it fascinating that not a single person had come up to Gauge to say something. It was hard to believe that they didn’t recognize him. His one tribal tattoo was a clear identifier.
    We were all staying on the tenth floor, and the elevator had just enough room for the six of us. Unlike the restaurant and van, I was right next to Gauge in the elevator. When I felt his body pressed against mine, my imagination hijacked my common sense and I thought about what it would be like to see the rest of those tats. How many were there and where were they? And piercings…any hidden piercings? The thought of where they might be made me think ‘ouch’ and ‘oh’ all in the same second. I shook my head, breathed in, and was so thankful that we had arrived.
    “Well, thanks everyone, and goodnight. See you in the morning.”
    I received an array of ‘goodnights’ back. Gauge smiled at me and nodded his head ever so slightly. I did the same and turned around and walked the five doors down to my room, not able to wipe the grin off my BBQ-sauce-free face.
     

Chapter Four:
Savannah Magic
     
     
    It’s amazing how quickly you can run out of things to say when you’re on a tour bus with a select few people. I didn’t mind, though, because I’d learned that the best information and details come from simple observations, understanding body mannerisms and those little looks someone gives when the person they were talking to just turns away. I wanted everyone to think I wasn’t paying attention, and there was no better way to do that them putting in my ear buds and having people think I wasn’t paying attention. I pulled out my tablet to send a few long overdue emails at the same time. I sure had enough time. It was a twelve hour bus ride.
    With some Fitz and the Tantrums blaring, I began to catch up on my correspondence, getting lost in the music as well as my thoughts. I didn’t want to write anything that seemed too gossipy or revealing, but I was so eager to tell Jessie and Trinity what was happening and get some of their input. The lusty party of me had begun thinking that there was some sort of chemistry between Gauge and I. The sensible part of my mind told me I was nuts. Quite honestly, I didn’t always trust my instincts when it came to guys, and had that perpetual fear that I might misinterpret their motives. Having that happen with Gauge was not an option.
    On the other hand, my message to my parents was all about the business and assurances that none of the ‘big, bad musicians’ were taking advantage of me, their youngest child. They never worried about my older sister and brother the way they did about me.
    I sensed someone staring at me, and didn’t even have to turn my head to know it was Gauge. I savored the spice of his cologne, a scent I’d gotten used to over the past few days.
    “Hey,” I said, smiling and removing an earbud.
    “Mind if I sit down?” he asked.
    “Sure, no problem.”
    “Who you listening to?”
    “Fitz and the Tantrums. Know them?”
    “Yep.”
    “Like them?”
    “Yep.”
    “Is that the depth of your musical assessment?” I asked, laughing.
    “For now.”Gauge smiled and leaned back, placing his hands on his thighs and glancing down at my phone. “They always say you can tell a lot about a person by their playlists. Think that’s true?”
    “Absolutely. Maybe I can see yours…for research, of course.”
    “If you let me see yours, I’ll let you see mine.”
    “I haven’t heard that since seventh grade,” I said, laughing.
    “Then you’re long overdue.”
    I handed Gauge the playlist and wasn’t surprised when he went to the artist list and to see whether there was any ProVokaTiv