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not.” From the expression on Twist’s face he
knew he should’ve shut up several sentences back. Or maybe not even
got out of bed at all. His mind drifted away briefly on that
thought. He’d left Sioux in his bed, all soft and silky warm
cuddled against his back, her honey aroma now seemed to permeate
everything he owned. He couldn’t get rid of it even if he wanted
to. He was brought back to reality by Twist’s exclamation of
disbelief.
    “Dude, have you looked at that girl? I mean,
if Naysa didn’t have my balls on lockdown I’d be all over that.
What’s the deal?”
    Thad snorted. “As if she would have you.”
Then he sighed. “I don’t know. I mean. You know what could happen
to the band."
    Twist frowned. “She’s not in the band.”
    Thad raised his eyes heavenward in
annoyance. “Yeah, that's what she said, too, but still it would be
a bad situation. Besides, I don’t want it to be a casual
thing.”
    “Why not? You’ve done casual before,” Twist
said with a shrug.
    “That was a long time ago, and you saw how
crazy that shit ended.”
    “Well there is that, but that’s no reason
not to try it again.”
    “Look who’s talking. Naysa’s the only woman
you’ve ever slept with. What the hell do you know about it?” Thad
asked.
    Color rose in Twist’s face. Paired with his
bright hair and freckles he glowed like Vegas at Christmas. “I do
know you either need to sleep with Sioux, or somebody else. It’s
not like there aren’t plenty of women around. And you might want to
stop that sleeping together shit. That can’t be helping. You’re
horny as hell, and sleeping with a woman you're not sleeping with
is not helping.”
    Thad sighed, knowing Twist was right but the
problem was he liked sleeping with her. Sioux was so sweet
and cuddly and he loved having her in bed with him. Crazy as it
sounded and he knew it sounded crazy, she helped him relax and
unwind after a show. Even with the daily sexual frustration he
slept better with her than without. But given the way this
conversation was going he had no desire to reveal that fact to
Twist.
    “Yeah. That’s probably a good idea,” he said
as the rest of the band members began filing in. Sioux came in a
little later looking surprisingly tired. He knew she'd slept well,
so he wondered what was troubling her. He definitely planned to
ask.
     
    Sioux felt the tension in the room almost
immediately. That wasn’t unusual; most of the band members were
strong-willed and fights weren’t uncommon, especially when Twist
was involved. But she could tell by the way Thad wouldn’t meet her
gaze that they’d been fighting about her. She wondered what the
problem was. She and Thad hadn’t talked all that much since leaving
Chicago. So if there was a problem it must have cropped up since
then. Thad wasn’t one to keep such things to himself. Wanting to
get the sound check over as quickly as possible she started toward
the sound booth only to be stopped by Bryan.
    “Have you seen the stories today?” he
asked.
    She shook her head, her day had begun late
as their schedule had gone wild once they left Chicago and she was
determined not to miss her meeting. She hadn’t been online or even
answered her messages that morning.
    He pulled his phone out his pocket and
showed her the headline on one particularly nasty site. The photo
was an old one from the book release party they’d attended several
months before. She hadn’t realized it, but apparently a
photographer had taken what seemed to be a very incriminating photo
of her and Bryan at that event. She didn’t even remember grabbing
his arm and leaning in close to him. She had only been trying to be
heard in the noisy room, but the camera angle and the digital
removal of Thad from the photo altogether made it seem that they
were about to kiss.
    Sioux Bags Her Man
    Sioux Dupree, late of every drug rehab in
the Western Hemisphere has been chasing after Bryan Spencer of
Storm Crow for more than ten