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a normal human being for the rest of her shift. She waited tables, filled drink orders, and ran drinks for waitresses on break. She rolled her eyes when Tonya gestured maniacally at Trace Corbin and a few other men who were sitting in a back booth with Clive.
    “That was seriously amazing. I mean, wow ,” Tonya told her with wide eyes as they cleaned the hospitality room. “Trace’s band still hasn’t cleared out of the green room. And by the way, he was totally giving you fuck me eyes on stage.”
    “No he wasn’t,” Kylie said, feeling her cheeks heat because she couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in that glare of his.
    “Yeah he was,” Tonya said with a laugh. “And I mean it, you held your own.” The woman didn’t even attempt to keep the awe out of her voice. “That chick I told you about going on tour, she couldn’t hold a candle to you.”
    “Whatever, I think you need to go home and get some rest. I got this.” Kylie shooed her away saying, “Think of your cute little kiddo in her little pink jammies.”
    Tonya paused near the door. “I’m just…I’m afraid I’ll never see you again,” she said quietly.
    “Unless Clive fires me, you’ll see me tomorrow.”
    But Tonya just shook her head and then crossed the room to give Kylie a hard squeeze.
    I am so fired , she thought as her friend hugged her tighter.
    “Don’t get pregnant,” Tonya whispered in her ear, and then she was gone.
    Okay, weird.
    T he employee lounge was empty when Kylie settled in to wait for Trace Corbin and his band to vacate the green room so she could start cleaning up. Her heart was still beating a bit faster than usual from the night’s odd twist of events.
    She couldn’t stop replaying the scenes over and over in her head. If this was how working at The Rum Room would be, hectic, unexpected, and amazing, she could see herself being happy here for a long time. A wide smile was still stretched across her face when Clive came in, looking similar to how Ms. Pam had the day she let Kylie go. Of course. In her life, everything that seemed to be too good to be true always was.
    “Well, little lady. I have to say, you surprised me this evening,” Clive told her, wiping his sweaty brow and sinking into the couch next to her.
    “Good surprise or bad surprise?” she asked, using all the self-control she had not to bite her lip.
    Clive chuckled in response but didn’t answer. “There are some men out there that have a proposition for—”
    “Oh no, Tonya already told me about those men,” Kylie broke in.
    “Not those men , Kylie. Trace Corbin’s guys.”
    “Um, am I like in trouble or something?” She gave in and chewed her bottom lip. Geez, could the guy not handle a little sarcasm?
    Her boss laughed again and shook his head. “For heaven’s sakes girl, they want to talk to you about touring with him.”
    “What?” Kylie figured this had to be a joke. And not a particularly funny one.
    “Look, Trace is a good kid. I’ve known him a long time but lately things have been—”
    “I know,” she interrupted quietly. “I watch TMZ.”
    “Right, so here’s the thing. It’s your life and this is a huge break. I’m not too old to see that. But you’re young and talented and I can make some calls. It’s not like this is your only shot, understand?”
    Her mind couldn’t even fully accept that this was really happening in order to answer. Trace Corbin’s “guys” were about to offer her some kind of a deal. But Clive was advising against it, sort of. Too much to process , she thought to herself while trying to regulate her breathing. Her hopes were on the verge of soaring out of her reach but Clive’s warning kept them hanging on, even if it was by a thread.
    “So you think I should tell them ‘thanks, but no thanks’?”
    Her boss heaved out a sigh. “I can’t tell you what to do. You seem like a smart girl, and if you decide to go…then I’ll understand. You will always be welcome here