“Free drinks,” Sebastien added.
Tommy pointed at Tyler. “You’re coming.”
“I need her down here.” Cary’s voice was stern, demanding. “She’s helping me with something.”
Yeah, Tommy.
Lara raised her hand. “I can stay and help—”
“We’ve got it,” Kim snapped.
“Good,” Sebastien said. “Let’s get out of here.”
After they left, Cary turned to the women. “I take it you guys don’t like Lara?”
The Price Is Rightmusic rang in Tyler’s head.
Kim fiddled with a knob on her headset. “She’s annoying, dude.”
“Super thirsty,” Tyler muttered, patting her back pocket to make sure her pass was still there. “But it’s not really her fault Sebastien hired her on the spot.”
Lara had sent him a link to her demo. He never listened to it—but hedidlike the pictures on her website.
“Are you ready?” Kim asked Cary with her hand on the green room door.
“Ready.” He winked at Tyler and followed Kim inside.
Twenty minutes later, Vegas’s phone lit up. He glanced at the screen. “Uh . . . do you know how to sew?” he asked Tyler.
What a weird question.
“As a matter of fact, I do.”
Her Grandma Mary—on her dad’s side—had taught the girls when they were young. After Tyler’s mom passed away, Grandma practically moved in, stepping into the mother-figure role without hesitation. She’d died five years ago, leaving Tyler without a shoulder to cry on.
“Cary’s button fell off,” Vegas explained.
“I bet he has a million black shirts.”
“I didn’t ask. I’ll tell him you’ll fix it.” Vegas resumed texting. “He’ll meet you in his dressing room. There’s a sewing kit in his wardrobe case.”
Does he need babysitting?
Tyler walked into his dressing room and opened his wardrobe case.Aha!Ten identical shirts hung in a row like half-window blackout curtains. Damn. She hated being right when she didn’t want to be.
Seconds later, the door flew open, and Cary rushed in. “Thanks for fixing this,” he said, handing her the orphaned button. “It popped off while I was signing autographs.”
She scrunched her nose, not understanding why he needed it fixed. “You have a bunch of shirts just like this.”
“I know, but I sound-checked in this one.”
“Are you superstitious?”
“Big time.”
Rock stars and athletes.
“Okay, how do you want to do this?” she asked.
