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Maybe he didn’t like his cologne or jeans. Heck, it didn’t take much for Frank not to like someone.
“Will you excuse me for just a second?” I held up my index finger, stood, and followed Frank to the back of the room.
“What are you doing, Veronica?” His voice raised a level. “You know what?”
“No, what?” I smirked.
“Don’t blame me when you’re eating an entire chocolate cake in your dark lonesome apartment and even the VFW Post won’t let you step one foot on their stage. You don’t even know this guy.”
“One time I ate the entire chocolate cake and you won’t let me live it down. Listen, I don’t know any of them, Frank. What’s your point?” Not sure I liked standing in a dark corner with a vampire exposing his sharp fangs and yelling at me. Too bad I didn’t have a scarf or something to cover my exposed neck.
“I know the other two. I can vouch for them.”
“That doesn’t help me at all, Frank. Sorry. And don’t you bare those pearly white fangs at me. I’ll slip into that dark cave you call a bedroom and file those suckers down with my emery board while you sleep.” I wiggled my finger in the direction of his mouth. Keep up the tough girl façade. Don’t show fear in front of the vamps, I reminded myself.
“I’m shaking in my loafers. Listen, this guy swaggers in here off the street and just expects us to hire him?”
“Listen, Frank, let me stop you right there. He’s good, you can’t deny that. You heard him, and no offense to the guys you know, but he’s just better. A lot better and I need the best.”
“How do we even know if we can trust the guy?” Frank crossed his arms in front of his chest, covering up the Rockabilly Rules writing on his shirt.
“I didn’t know you when I hired you for the band and everything has turned out fine, right?” Well, not fine, but it was what it was. What made me hire him in the first place? “Remember we need the best, not the safest player.” He still didn’t speak. “Do you want me to get the record deal? It’ll mean more money for you, remember? You can buy the finest blood. None of that cheap crap anymore.”
“Of course, you know I do.” He ran his hand through his spiked hair. The set of his jaw lost some of its defiance.
“Then trust me on this.”
He shifted from one foot to the other. “I think you’re swayed by his looks.”
“I’m offended that you’d think such a thing. You think I’m that shallow?” Okay, if Buzz had been awful, I still would have hired him based on looks, but Frank didn’t need to know that. Buzz broke the hotness scale.
“No, Veronica, come on. I didn’t mean it that way.”
“There wasn’t any other way to mean it, Frank.” I stared at my wedge heels. There was a heavy silence hanging in the air and I wasn’t going to be the first one to break it.
“Look, I’m sorry. If you want to give the guy a chance, then fine with me.”
Craig stood beside us. I hadn’t heard him approach. I hated when people creeped around. Vampires were too good at that sneaking around crap.
I let out a deep breath. “What about you, Craig?”
“You know I don’t care.” He shoved his hands in his jeans pockets.
“So we’re okay, Frank?” I asked.
“Yeah, I said okay.” He sulked worse than a two-year old.
“Don’t give the guy a hard way to go.” I warned as he walked away. “We got a lot of practicing to do between now and Saturday and we don’t need that macho high school drama crap.” I trailed behind him. “You’re thirty, at least act as if you’re sixteen instead of six for heaven’s sake.” He turned and I stopped in my tracks. I could have sworn he let out a low hiss as he exposed his fangs. It looked as if I’d pushed his button. Touchy, touchy.
“I’m going to take that as a joke,” he snapped.
“Whatever makes you happy,” I said. “Now let’s get back to work.” I walked past Frank, but I sensed his steps close behind me. The urge to
“Will you excuse me for just a second?” I held up my index finger, stood, and followed Frank to the back of the room.
“What are you doing, Veronica?” His voice raised a level. “You know what?”
“No, what?” I smirked.
“Don’t blame me when you’re eating an entire chocolate cake in your dark lonesome apartment and even the VFW Post won’t let you step one foot on their stage. You don’t even know this guy.”
“One time I ate the entire chocolate cake and you won’t let me live it down. Listen, I don’t know any of them, Frank. What’s your point?” Not sure I liked standing in a dark corner with a vampire exposing his sharp fangs and yelling at me. Too bad I didn’t have a scarf or something to cover my exposed neck.
“I know the other two. I can vouch for them.”
“That doesn’t help me at all, Frank. Sorry. And don’t you bare those pearly white fangs at me. I’ll slip into that dark cave you call a bedroom and file those suckers down with my emery board while you sleep.” I wiggled my finger in the direction of his mouth. Keep up the tough girl façade. Don’t show fear in front of the vamps, I reminded myself.
“I’m shaking in my loafers. Listen, this guy swaggers in here off the street and just expects us to hire him?”
“Listen, Frank, let me stop you right there. He’s good, you can’t deny that. You heard him, and no offense to the guys you know, but he’s just better. A lot better and I need the best.”
“How do we even know if we can trust the guy?” Frank crossed his arms in front of his chest, covering up the Rockabilly Rules writing on his shirt.
“I didn’t know you when I hired you for the band and everything has turned out fine, right?” Well, not fine, but it was what it was. What made me hire him in the first place? “Remember we need the best, not the safest player.” He still didn’t speak. “Do you want me to get the record deal? It’ll mean more money for you, remember? You can buy the finest blood. None of that cheap crap anymore.”
“Of course, you know I do.” He ran his hand through his spiked hair. The set of his jaw lost some of its defiance.
“Then trust me on this.”
He shifted from one foot to the other. “I think you’re swayed by his looks.”
“I’m offended that you’d think such a thing. You think I’m that shallow?” Okay, if Buzz had been awful, I still would have hired him based on looks, but Frank didn’t need to know that. Buzz broke the hotness scale.
“No, Veronica, come on. I didn’t mean it that way.”
“There wasn’t any other way to mean it, Frank.” I stared at my wedge heels. There was a heavy silence hanging in the air and I wasn’t going to be the first one to break it.
“Look, I’m sorry. If you want to give the guy a chance, then fine with me.”
Craig stood beside us. I hadn’t heard him approach. I hated when people creeped around. Vampires were too good at that sneaking around crap.
I let out a deep breath. “What about you, Craig?”
“You know I don’t care.” He shoved his hands in his jeans pockets.
“So we’re okay, Frank?” I asked.
“Yeah, I said okay.” He sulked worse than a two-year old.
“Don’t give the guy a hard way to go.” I warned as he walked away. “We got a lot of practicing to do between now and Saturday and we don’t need that macho high school drama crap.” I trailed behind him. “You’re thirty, at least act as if you’re sixteen instead of six for heaven’s sake.” He turned and I stopped in my tracks. I could have sworn he let out a low hiss as he exposed his fangs. It looked as if I’d pushed his button. Touchy, touchy.
“I’m going to take that as a joke,” he snapped.
“Whatever makes you happy,” I said. “Now let’s get back to work.” I walked past Frank, but I sensed his steps close behind me. The urge to
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