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husband. But that’s different. I was still planning to live my life how I wanted to. I was still planning to be a writer and to travel, and I don’t know, have kids and stuff. And I intended to find a guy that fit into that mold and marry him. But that’s not what I’m after anymore.”
    “Now you want a cheap fling.”
    “Yep. And if I’m going to pull it off, I guess I have to be desirable. So, pretty’s a good start. Now I have to learn to flirt. I’ve been paying attention, Hank. You are like the king shit of flirting.”
    “You want lessons or something?”
    No way was I teaching her how to get laid. But she was drunk as a skunk right now and I could play with her. She wouldn’t remember it.
    “Definitely,” she said, her big eyes blinking at me.
    “Okay, for starters, it helps to touch. Not nasty, just nice. Like this.” I took her hand and put it on my thigh, just above my knee.
    “God, you have muscles.”
    I flexed. She sucked in her breath. I was getting turned on. This was stupid.
    “Now what?” She asked.
    “Lean closer. So our faces are just a few inches apart and I can see your lips better.”
    She did. I was about to kiss her at any second. I took a deep breath.
    “Now ask me something.”
    “What?”
    “What comes to mind?” I prompted. “What would you like to do with me right now?”
    I was playing with fire.
    “You wanna dance?”
    Not really. Dancing with Bell was only going to make this worse. But I took another look at the dance floor. Baby was doing some serious ass shaking. And Sue’s V-neck was showing a lot of cleavage. The guys around them were noticing. It would definitely be better if I was out there. Also, it would stop this insane conversation.
    “Okay, let’s go, sweetheart.” I took her hand and guided her out to the floor.
    “You called me sweetheart.”
    I pulled up near Baby and Sue and yanked Bell to my chest. I don’t do the dancing by yourself, shaking ass and moving arms like a dork thing. I only dance alone on stage. If there’s a girl, she’s in my arms.
    When Baby and Sue saw me they shrieked and high-fived me. But Bell called my attention back to her by pressing her hips against my leg.
    “You call the girls you are trying to seduce sweetheart,” Bell said.
    I returned my focus to her. “What?”
    “I heard you call that Kim girl that, and I’ve heard you call other girls that when you were being charming.”
    “Sweetheart, I’m always charming.” I moved her hips with my leg.
    “You called me that too, the other night.”
    “You don’t like it?”
    “I like it.” She was gazing up at me, drunk and turned on.
    “Dance with Sue for a minute, Bell.” I twirled her over to Sue and grabbed a hold of Baby.
    “Hi, Henry,” Baby grinned.
    “Girl, you are drunk.”
    “I know. That doesn’t happen very often.” She shrugged. “But Sue’s in town.”
    Sue didn’t come on road trips for the duration. Instead, she flew into select locations once or twice during each tour. She was one girl in this whole crazy scene that Baby could relate to. They got along like peas in a pod, both regular women with lives and careers, who’d fallen for rockers. So when they got together they’d let loose and it turned into a party.
    “Your husband might be pissed at me when I bring you home sloshed.”
    “My husband needs to chill out.”
    I laughed. “That’s never going to happen.”
    “Nope. I’ll keep him anyway.”
    Baby was funny and honest when she was drunk. It created an opportunity for me to lick some wounds.
    “So Baby, I hear your number one advice to Bell was to stay away from me.”
    She laughed. “For sure.”
    I frowned.
    “What?” She stopped moving and her lips turned down. “Isn’t that the same advice you’d give her?”
    It was the advice I did give her.
    “Sure, but it just makes me wonder.”
    “What? It’s loud. Come here.” She grabbed my arm and started marching toward the front door.
    I stopped her just inside