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happened. He asked me to come along with him and I agreed.” Immediately, she realized how that sounded and she suppressed a wince. “I mean, not like that … Definitely not.”
     
    “Not like what?” Tommy asked. It would appear that his audience had all but diminished and he was now paying full attention to Holly and her acquaintance.
     
    “Nothing,” Holly said firmly, unable to meet either man’s eyes. “Anyway, it’s pretty complicated and kind of ridiculous, but I figured that it would give me some good experience … and all that.” She shrugged, tilting her head to the side slightly.
     
    “That’s really cool, Holl.” Brendan gave her a genuine smile. “I’ll actually be at the New York concert. My older sister lives there, and for a couple weeks I’m going over to visit her. She is definitely looking forward to dragging me along.” Quickly, Brendan swept his blue eyes over at Tommy. “No offense or anything.”
     
    “None taken,” Tommy said, and though he was smiling, Holly noticed that a sort of shine had diminished from his eyes. “Some people don’t exactly like our music, and it says more about them than it does about us, you know?” Now his smile was genuine, and Holly had to hand it to him; Tommy was charming, even when insulting someone. “Plus, I didn’t know Holly had a boyfriend.”
     
    “He’s not my boyfriend,” Holly said quickly, glancing away again. “We’re just friends. Anyway, shouldn’t we get going now?” She reached out and began to push Tommy toward the tour bus. “I’ll see you later, Brendan,” she called over her shoulder, pointedly ignoring Tommy’s knowing look so easily etched out over his face.
     
    “You too, Holl,” Brendan said with a chuckle. “And congratulations!”
     
    With that, Brendan disappeared along with the crowd, leaving Holly pushing Tommy toward the tour bus and Mitch and Tanya suppressing giggles and holding hands, following the odd couple.

Chapter 6
     
    “Now this, ladies and gentlemen …” Tommy began, once the group neared the steel tour bus. He turned so that he was walking backwards; Holly had let go of him a few seconds ago, but her curious eyes stayed glued to him. It was odd; she was beginning to realize how the aura of the rock star before her demanded attention. And even odder was that she was willing and even wanted to give him that attention. “… is truly a sight to behold. Prepare yourselves for our resident stud. Our bus driver, Benny!”
     
    Mitch started laughing, his grip around Tanya’s waist tightening. Holly’s ever sharp eyes watched Tommy’s eyes sparkle, almost as though this was some sort of inside joke between the two of them, or even the whole band. Holly pressed her lips together, but the corners of her lips quirked up into a restrained grin.
     
    Benny, himself, was actually quite handsome for someone who was in his early fifties. He was sitting in the driver’s seat, the door thrown open by the dramatic singer, and his hair was a dusty, greying blond color. He had clear, blue eyes and very defined, full lips. He was dressed casually, opting for comfort, probably due to the fact that he was driving everywhere. He had on a red and black bomber’s jacket and black jeans that weren’t too tight nor were they too loose. On his feet were very worn combat boots.
     
    “Nice to meet you,” Holly said, offering him a demure smile and her right hand.
     
    “So you’re Tommy’s on-hand psychologist?” Benny asked, quirking a brow and shooting her a charming smile. “Good luck! That guy has a lot of problems, let me tell you.”
     
    Holly forced a chuckle, but her eyes stated that she wasn’t quite sure if the man was joking or not.
     
    Tommy, clearly more perceptive than Holly had originally thought, nudged her gently. “It’s a joke,” he assured her, giving her a small smile. Holly nodded and glanced over her shoulder to see Tanya giving Benny a shy wave, her body pressed into