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you got, Elvis,” Frank said.
Again, a good time for that shock collar. I tried not to roll my eyes.
Buzz stared for a beat, then said, “Okay, mind if I start now?”
“Be my guest.” Frank gestured with his hand.
When did Frank become the man in charge?
Buzz’s lips twisted at the corners releasing a sexy grin as he took position front and center of the stage. His dimples dented his cheeks. I’d always fallen for the ones with great smiles.
“Damn, he is fine,” Kitty said again. She’d all but forgotten about Danny sitting next to her. He didn’t seem to notice her drooling. If he did, he didn’t care.
“Yeah, he is good-looking, but can he play?”
“Who cares? Just put him on stage and let everyone look at him.”
The rhythm started, smooth and not missing a beat. He’d just answered my question. He was good, all right. Maybe the best I’d ever heard, almost as if magic moved his fingers. Looks and talent. But why hadn’t someone else snapped him up? Where had this stranger come from?
Frank and Craig exchanged glances, then looked at me. Both stood with their mouths wide. I couldn’t help but grin. The music stopped and silence once again filled the air.
Frank stammered, “Well, what do you think?”
I nodded. “Sounds good.” I didn’t want to swoon over his ability. Could he tell how I’d drooled over his looks? He probably knew how good he was. “Do you live around here?” I asked.
“Yeah, I live over on Becker Road.” He set his bass down.
I nodded again. That was close to my place. Wonder why I hadn’t seen him at any of the clubs and bars before.
“Do you have a problem with travel? I mean, are you working? Do you have a wife and children or girlfriend?” Kitty nudged me in the ribs. “What?” I whispered, “It’s a legitimate question. Those things stand in the way of travel, that’s all I’m saying.”
“Nope, not married. No children and no girlfriend, either.” His lips curled into a smile.
A low groan escaped from Kitty. She was practically swooning again. Of course, I was calm and collected. No matter that my heart went pitter-pat. And so what if he was a dead ringer for pre-jelly-doughnuts Elvis and I happened to think Elvis was the best looking man who ever walked the face of the earth. That was a moot point.
“Just hire hunk of burnin’ love for heaven’s sake. You know you want to. Quit fighting it,” Kitty whispered.
I didn’t respond. “What about a job?” I asked.
“I teach music on the side, so I can easily step away from that. I’m also an artist, so no, I don’t have a nine-to-five job, if that’s what you’re wondering.” An artist. Hmm, even more talent.
“Yeah, that’s what I was wondering.” It wasn’t all I was wondering, either. Boxers or briefs? Hmm. Maybe neither. “We may have some gigs lined up that require traveling. Do you have a problem with that?”
“No problem. No problem, at all.”
Frank snorted. I guess he wasn’t the center of attention and needed the focus shifted back to him.
“So do I get the gig?”
“Easy there, dude. We need a chance to think things over.” Frank snapped. “Tell him, Veronica. We can’t just make a snap decision.”
I looked from Frank to Craig and then to Kitty. She wiggled her eyebrows. I had a feeling I knew which one she’d choose. I focused my attention on Buzz. His dark, dangerous eyes looked even more gorgeous under the stage lighting. His dimpled smile revealed a bright white set of teeth. He had a quality I couldn’t place. He seemed different, but I didn’t know how.
“You got it.” I blurted out. “When can you start?” I asked.
Chapter 12
“Veronica, I need to speak with you privately, please.”
I didn’t look at Frank, but his request didn’t surprise me in the least. He obviously had a problem with the guy from the moment he walked in. Why I wasn’t sure. Maybe he was too good-looking for his taste. Maybe he felt the competition.
Again, a good time for that shock collar. I tried not to roll my eyes.
Buzz stared for a beat, then said, “Okay, mind if I start now?”
“Be my guest.” Frank gestured with his hand.
When did Frank become the man in charge?
Buzz’s lips twisted at the corners releasing a sexy grin as he took position front and center of the stage. His dimples dented his cheeks. I’d always fallen for the ones with great smiles.
“Damn, he is fine,” Kitty said again. She’d all but forgotten about Danny sitting next to her. He didn’t seem to notice her drooling. If he did, he didn’t care.
“Yeah, he is good-looking, but can he play?”
“Who cares? Just put him on stage and let everyone look at him.”
The rhythm started, smooth and not missing a beat. He’d just answered my question. He was good, all right. Maybe the best I’d ever heard, almost as if magic moved his fingers. Looks and talent. But why hadn’t someone else snapped him up? Where had this stranger come from?
Frank and Craig exchanged glances, then looked at me. Both stood with their mouths wide. I couldn’t help but grin. The music stopped and silence once again filled the air.
Frank stammered, “Well, what do you think?”
I nodded. “Sounds good.” I didn’t want to swoon over his ability. Could he tell how I’d drooled over his looks? He probably knew how good he was. “Do you live around here?” I asked.
“Yeah, I live over on Becker Road.” He set his bass down.
I nodded again. That was close to my place. Wonder why I hadn’t seen him at any of the clubs and bars before.
“Do you have a problem with travel? I mean, are you working? Do you have a wife and children or girlfriend?” Kitty nudged me in the ribs. “What?” I whispered, “It’s a legitimate question. Those things stand in the way of travel, that’s all I’m saying.”
“Nope, not married. No children and no girlfriend, either.” His lips curled into a smile.
A low groan escaped from Kitty. She was practically swooning again. Of course, I was calm and collected. No matter that my heart went pitter-pat. And so what if he was a dead ringer for pre-jelly-doughnuts Elvis and I happened to think Elvis was the best looking man who ever walked the face of the earth. That was a moot point.
“Just hire hunk of burnin’ love for heaven’s sake. You know you want to. Quit fighting it,” Kitty whispered.
I didn’t respond. “What about a job?” I asked.
“I teach music on the side, so I can easily step away from that. I’m also an artist, so no, I don’t have a nine-to-five job, if that’s what you’re wondering.” An artist. Hmm, even more talent.
“Yeah, that’s what I was wondering.” It wasn’t all I was wondering, either. Boxers or briefs? Hmm. Maybe neither. “We may have some gigs lined up that require traveling. Do you have a problem with that?”
“No problem. No problem, at all.”
Frank snorted. I guess he wasn’t the center of attention and needed the focus shifted back to him.
“So do I get the gig?”
“Easy there, dude. We need a chance to think things over.” Frank snapped. “Tell him, Veronica. We can’t just make a snap decision.”
I looked from Frank to Craig and then to Kitty. She wiggled her eyebrows. I had a feeling I knew which one she’d choose. I focused my attention on Buzz. His dark, dangerous eyes looked even more gorgeous under the stage lighting. His dimpled smile revealed a bright white set of teeth. He had a quality I couldn’t place. He seemed different, but I didn’t know how.
“You got it.” I blurted out. “When can you start?” I asked.
Chapter 12
“Veronica, I need to speak with you privately, please.”
I didn’t look at Frank, but his request didn’t surprise me in the least. He obviously had a problem with the guy from the moment he walked in. Why I wasn’t sure. Maybe he was too good-looking for his taste. Maybe he felt the competition.
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