“Dude, what’s wrong withyou?” Kim adjusted her earbuds.
“Nothing.” Tyler squinted at the screen. “Why are you calling so early?”
“Cary . . .” Kim’s eyes widened. “He blew out the tour.”
“What?” Tyler sat up. “What do you meanblew outthe tour?”
“Three weeks. But he’s paying everyone double for the time and inconvenience.”
“Why?” She rubbed her eyes, unconvinced Cary would do something like that.
“Some family thing,” Kim said, shrugging with a coffee cup in hand. “Vegas wouldn’t say more. He was pretty tight-lipped.”
“Are his parents okay?” Tyler’s tone shifted. “Family issue” was vague, but it had to be serious if he canceled.
“Vegas just said it’s personal. We’re all wondering.”
“I swear I don’t know anything.” Tyler crossed her heart and clutched her chest. “Honest. Is he still in Vancouver?”
“Doesn’t sound like it,” Kim said. “Oh, and I booked Yestown on flights home, so you don’t have to worry.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem.” She leaned closer to the screen. “So what happened last night? If you don’t mind me asking.”
Tyler glanced out the window at a squirrel climbing a tree, its claws skimming the bark. “I just needed some space. To think.” She looked back at Kim. “I don’t know if I can do this.”
“With Cary?” Kim blinked. “Dude. Are you fucking kidding me? He couldn’t wait to see you.” She paused. “What happened?”
“Long story.” Tyler closed her eyes, shaking her head as last night replayed in her mind. Her words. Her anger.
“I’ve got time,” Kim deadpanned. “A lot of it, apparently.”
“I’m sorry about the tour,” Tyler muttered—not that it was her fault. “But get this—I caught fucking Tommy and Lara at Cary’s place yesterday.”
Kim gasped, hand to mouth. “Get. The fuck. Out.”
“Dead serious. They had sex. In Cary’s bed.”
“Are you fucking with me?”
“I swear on Rory’s life.”
“Does Cary know?”
“Yeah, he’s livid. And rightly so. Fucking Tommy’s married and twice her age. He should know better.”
“What did you do when you saw them?” Kim’s eyes were huge.
“Oh, they didn’t see me. I found a condom wrapper in the trash.”
“She’s such a dimwit.”
“She’s just young.”
“That’s no excuse.”
Kim was right.
