familiar jibe.
“ You’re seriously interested?”
“ Tell me about her,” Flynn ordered.
“ Put your shirt on,” Drew countered. Flynn shook out his shirt and slipped it on. It was cool against his skin and he shivered briefly.
“ Your turn,” Flynn turned to Drew but Zane was walking up. “Later. Hey, Zane.”
“ I think that went well,” Zane said.
“ Yeah. Are we done?” Drew asked.
“ Ask Chris.”
“ Yeah. You know, I was thinking,” Drew scratched the stubble he permanently wore on his cheek. “What do you think about hiring Lexi for her usual studio style?”
Flynn grinned as much at the suggestion as Zane ’s frown.
“ She does nudes. That’s not happening, what are you thinking?”
“ It doesn’t have to be full frontal. Something tasteful.”
“ Again, she does nudes. Drew, what the hell are you thinking?” Zane’s agitation was as heartwarming to Flynn as Lexi’s demand that he be allowed to play with the girls. Or her invitation to undress her. Too bad it was mental.
“ Just that we like to forge new trails, go where other bands have failed to go before. I’m thinking something like ‘The Thinker’ or some Greek statue.”
“ But with arms,” Flynn laughed.
“ And clothes ,” Zane persisted.
Chris walked up and Flynn realized while he ’d been distracted with Zane, Lexi finished whatever she was doing and was now headed for her car with the other man, Nicholas something. Drew’s hand on his arm kept him from trying to follow, but his eyes watched as she reached the car and got in.
“ Flynn? Are you listening?” Chris asked, waving a hand in front of Flynn’s face to get his attention.
“ Wha-? Sorry, no. What were you saying?” He reluctantly dragged his eyes away from Lexi and back to Chris.
“ Lexi is going back to her hotel to look over the shots. I’ll meet up with her tomorrow for lunch.”
“ I want to come.”
“ No, you and Zane have a radio interview, remember? Flynn, are you feeling okay?”
“ Probably the heat,” Drew said. “Although I’d like to go.”
“ I figured you would,” Chris agreed dryly.
“ So are we done here?” Flynn asked, looking back to where Lexi’s car started to pull away. His stomach turned as he watched it go.
“ Yeah, I’ll tell Troy. You’re too distracted to be of any further use. Drew, do something with him before tomorrow, will you?”
Drew laughed. “I’ll take care of it.” He took Flynn’s arm and guided him back to the limo, waiting until they were out of earshot before talking quietly to him. “Listen, you’re like a kid with a crush. You need to chill before Chris, or worse - Zane, figures out you’ve got a new obsession. And think about Wendy for a moment, will you? You two have been married for nearly five years now.”
“ It’s unraveling, Drew.”
“ I know, we’ve talked about it. So the past year has been rough, but you don’t know this woman. Don’t throw away a perfectly . . . plausible marriage for an unknown. She could be happily married, or a lesbian, or have firm policies based on experience not to get involved with sexy musicians.”
“ Well, since you’re seeing her tomorrow and I’m not, I guess it’s your job to find out.” Flynn grinned and slapped his friend on the back.
Flynn had just sat down to relax by the pool when Drew returned from meeting with Lexi.
“ Get up and get dressed, we’re going to a debut artist gallery show.”
“ Come again?”
“ Lexi. Or did you come to your senses?”
“ Nope.” Flynn got up and headed back to his room with Drew.
“ Now, these things are normally by invitation but I’ve got the concierge working on it. He doesn’t seem to think it’ll be a problem,” Drew continued as he followed Flynn. “Have you eaten anything?”
“ Yeah, we had breakfast together.”
“ Thought so. I asked to have a BLT sent up to your room so you don’t starve at the show.”
“ They always have little trays