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whenever I get stressed.”
“Do you get stressed a lot?” Tommy asked as the two started to walk down the shore again. Though the couple knew Tanya and Mitch were up ahead, they could only make out their silhouettes.
“Sometimes,” she admitted. “Do you?”
“Nah,” Tommy replied, shaking his head. “I’m a pretty laidback person, if you haven’t already noticed. But if I ever do, I just write a song and it causes any stress to … disappear.” He glanced back at her, flashing a brilliant smile, revealing straight, white teeth.
There it was again—that odd little tightening of her chest as she saw it etched out on his face. She swallowed and looked away, completely distracted from the stars, the ocean, because of something as simple as a smile. This just wasn’t rational. “Your songs are very …” She paused, not exactly sure what to say. Tanya told her that there were times Holly meant to compliment someone, but it sounded like an indirect insult. Instead, she swallowed the word that was on the tip of her tongue, and opted for, “I like them.”
Tommy smiled again at her, but said nothing, and Holly couldn’t think of anything else to do but smile back. The two walked in silence for a moment before Holly thought of something and stepped in front of him to look in his eyes. “May I ask you a question?” Tommy stopped and nodded a couple of times, an amused smile on his face. “Did you really only offer me this … position so you could sleep with me?”
Tommy appeared to think about it for a moment, seeming unsure how to answer her. “Honestly?” he asked. Holly’s brow perked, slightly worried by this question, but she nodded nonetheless. “Yeah, I think so,” he replied, but quickly tried to amend his honesty with, “but I liked you, too.”
Holly’s brow furrowed at his answer, and before she could think of anything to say, her arm lifted up and slapped him right across his face. With that, she spun on the heel of her flip flop and headed back toward the tour bus. She wasn’t exactly sure where this burst of anger was coming from. In fact, Holly had asked for his honest response, and he had given it to her. Logically, she shouldn’t be this angry. However, she reacted before her mind could process anything, and it appeared as though her arm acted of its own accord. Now she was quite angry, all but stomping back across the street, and to the tour bus. Her mind would not allow Tommy’s face to disappear, and yet it just increased her anger to a level of incomprehension.
The tour bus was practically empty when she arrived, and she immediately made her way into her room, slamming the door shut behind her. She couldn’t believe the gall of this man, nor could she believe her reaction to him. As she continued to think about it, she realized that she didn’t remember when she had ever gotten this upset before. Logical arguments were one thing, but this blind anger over one stupid comment was completely not like her. She kicked off her sandals and plopped ungracefully onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling.
We’re still in California , a voice in her head pointed out. You could always go back home.
No, another, more stubborn voice replied. Then he would win.
So it’s a game ? the first voice taunted.
Of course not , the second voice commended. But if it is, I want to win.
You’re losing your rationality because of this man, Holl, the first voice said. You better be careful.
Face it , the second voice put in. If you don’t straighten up, you’re doomed by way of Tommy Nye.
Chapter 11
A knock on her door interrupted her thoughts, and for a moment, she was sure it was Tommy.
“Let me guess,” a voice began, “Tommy said something ridiculously stupid, used one of his witty repertoires, or maybe both …” The inflection of Drew’s voice changed, leading her to believe he smiled. “Even though I
“Do you get stressed a lot?” Tommy asked as the two started to walk down the shore again. Though the couple knew Tanya and Mitch were up ahead, they could only make out their silhouettes.
“Sometimes,” she admitted. “Do you?”
“Nah,” Tommy replied, shaking his head. “I’m a pretty laidback person, if you haven’t already noticed. But if I ever do, I just write a song and it causes any stress to … disappear.” He glanced back at her, flashing a brilliant smile, revealing straight, white teeth.
There it was again—that odd little tightening of her chest as she saw it etched out on his face. She swallowed and looked away, completely distracted from the stars, the ocean, because of something as simple as a smile. This just wasn’t rational. “Your songs are very …” She paused, not exactly sure what to say. Tanya told her that there were times Holly meant to compliment someone, but it sounded like an indirect insult. Instead, she swallowed the word that was on the tip of her tongue, and opted for, “I like them.”
Tommy smiled again at her, but said nothing, and Holly couldn’t think of anything else to do but smile back. The two walked in silence for a moment before Holly thought of something and stepped in front of him to look in his eyes. “May I ask you a question?” Tommy stopped and nodded a couple of times, an amused smile on his face. “Did you really only offer me this … position so you could sleep with me?”
Tommy appeared to think about it for a moment, seeming unsure how to answer her. “Honestly?” he asked. Holly’s brow perked, slightly worried by this question, but she nodded nonetheless. “Yeah, I think so,” he replied, but quickly tried to amend his honesty with, “but I liked you, too.”
Holly’s brow furrowed at his answer, and before she could think of anything to say, her arm lifted up and slapped him right across his face. With that, she spun on the heel of her flip flop and headed back toward the tour bus. She wasn’t exactly sure where this burst of anger was coming from. In fact, Holly had asked for his honest response, and he had given it to her. Logically, she shouldn’t be this angry. However, she reacted before her mind could process anything, and it appeared as though her arm acted of its own accord. Now she was quite angry, all but stomping back across the street, and to the tour bus. Her mind would not allow Tommy’s face to disappear, and yet it just increased her anger to a level of incomprehension.
The tour bus was practically empty when she arrived, and she immediately made her way into her room, slamming the door shut behind her. She couldn’t believe the gall of this man, nor could she believe her reaction to him. As she continued to think about it, she realized that she didn’t remember when she had ever gotten this upset before. Logical arguments were one thing, but this blind anger over one stupid comment was completely not like her. She kicked off her sandals and plopped ungracefully onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling.
We’re still in California , a voice in her head pointed out. You could always go back home.
No, another, more stubborn voice replied. Then he would win.
So it’s a game ? the first voice taunted.
Of course not , the second voice commended. But if it is, I want to win.
You’re losing your rationality because of this man, Holl, the first voice said. You better be careful.
Face it , the second voice put in. If you don’t straighten up, you’re doomed by way of Tommy Nye.
Chapter 11
A knock on her door interrupted her thoughts, and for a moment, she was sure it was Tommy.
“Let me guess,” a voice began, “Tommy said something ridiculously stupid, used one of his witty repertoires, or maybe both …” The inflection of Drew’s voice changed, leading her to believe he smiled. “Even though I
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