was going out on a limb that couldn’t hold my weight. “You…you always undermine me and make things so hard. I can only assume that you feel like what Dalton said in that stupid song.”
“That song is not stupid.” Kyle turned and paced away. Then paced back. Then did it again while I tried not to get pissy about the song. “I wrote it for you.”
“ You wrote that?”
“Yes.” He stared me down. “And, I know it said that having feelings for you was hard, but it also said you were worth it. And, when he pulled me up on stage and made me sing it, in front of you—” He made an awkward motion with his hand and glanced away.
For the second time that night, my knees nearly gave out. “You mean, the song you did tonight with H—Dalton?”
“Yes. What did you mean?” He stepped forward, out of the streetlight’s ring he’d been under. “Wait. You thought?” He pushed his hand through his hair before giving it a nervous jerk. “I…I wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t do that even if that’s how I felt. That was all Dalton being an ass.”
“Oh.”
“Right. Oh.” He took another step into the dark corner I’d hidden in. “I’m going to kiss you again, and you’re going to let me. We’ll figure out how we’ll make this work as we go, because I wasn’t kidding. I’ll leave here without you because I have a job to do, but I won’t leave here without us.”
“Oh.”
“Oh.” This time he smiled as he said it. “And, when I’m done kissing you, we’ll deal with the job part.”
“Oh.” Well, now I was just sounding stupid to my own ears too.
But then, Kyle and his mind-numbing kiss wiped that all away. After kissing me for what had to be seven years, he sat me down, then pulled out a phone, signaling for me to be quiet.
“Hey, man. Yeah. I know. Totally missed the bus…Yeah. No worries. New York is less than four hours away. I’ll be there. What?...Oh, yeah. See there’s the thing, I was trying to get Melissa back on board.” He glanced my way and winked. “She quit. Totally. Stormed out after you made up that song about her. Totally humiliated her.”
I glared at him. Humiliated was embarrassing. I would have rather gone with the more kick-ass pissed off .
“Well, the girl works her ass off to make your life smooth as glass and you basically make hers as big a minefield as possible. I told you this was coming.”
My jaw nearly dropped. I mouthed, You did? And was shocked when Kyle nodded, an embarrassed smile playing about his lips.
“Well, you know, she said she was done with the crap and she could go run a nice, chilled out country tour and make three times the money you pay her…Yeah, she probably could. This tour’s not paying much…No. I don’t think she left because of just the money. I mean, dude, you’re a pain in the ass…” Kyle held the phone away from his ear and rolled his eyes. When the blathering ended, he picked it back up. “Right…Yup…Right. Also, did you know she rides the fourth bus with the crew?”
Kyle stood and started pacing back and forth under the light. How did he know all this? I wouldn’t have thought he’d been paying that much attention to me.
“Really?” he kept going. “Well, when were you going to fix that? I wouldn’t ride with them and I’m not sure I even have a sense of smell left after living with you…Okay…I don’t know. She already left.”
I waited for him to keep going, but there seemed to be silence on both ends. Kyle paced the length of the bench back and forth as I watched. After a long pause, Kyle took a sigh as if he was exhausted and went on. “I’m going to rent a car. I’ll be down there by mid-morning. We’ll figure out what to do then. Hopefully Lenny can get the IT guys to hack her iPad. It should have the hotel info and the gig times and the appearances and your notes on your hosts. If not, I’m sure Lenny can just—you know— wing it.”
The noise from the other end of the phone was