our butts trying to be our friend.
I looked over at my brother. “What are you doing this weekend, Jonny?”
“There’s a dance at school on Saturday night and Colleen really wants to go, so that’s what I’m doing.”
Colleen was Jonny’s girlfriend and they were so cute together. He really liked her but I could tell that he wasn’t smitten, and that was good thing. He was too young to get too wrapped up in a girl.
Claire smiled at him. “That sounds like fun, Jonny, I like her.”
I looked at my mom. “Mom, what are you guys doing this weekend?”
“Your father and I are going to a benefit at the Met with uncle Jake and Aunt Lauren.”
“Yes, and hopefully we won’t be there all night like we were last year at this same benefit.” My dad winked at my mom, teasing her.
“Honey, we were not there all night, maybe just a little longer than we normally stay. It was fun!”
“Yeah, dad, loosen up and let mom have some fun. She deserves it!” I loved to give my dad a hard time about having fun. He was so serious sometimes and I loved it when he just let loose. My mom had really helped him soften over the years. They liked to tell the story of how serious my dad was when he met her and how she was able to help him loosen up. Their story was really cool and I had never seen two people more in love.
We spent a couple of hours with our family and then we went home and crashed. We were so exhausted from the trip and we had an early practice the next morning that was scheduled to go all day, so both of us could barely keep our eyes open when we got home.
Chapter 2
Practice had been grueling the day before and I could barely contain myself that Sunday as I got ready for my date with Zane. We were meeting them at the restaurant because it was halfway between where we all lived. We were running a little bit late because traffic was a nightmare for our driver, so the guys were already at the restaurant when we got there. Zane’s face illuminated when I breezed into the restaurant and he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.
“Hey, beautiful.”
I was reduced to a shy teenager as I grinned at him.
“Hi.”
Logan’s lips were turned up into a sexy half smile as he looked at Claire. “Hey there, stranger.”
The way she looked at him was so cute, her feelings for him were written all over her face as she beamed at him. “Hey.”
We all exchanged hellos and, thankfully, were seated right away. As the conversation flowed, I noticed how we all just slipped into the comfortable rapport we had in Mexico. The guys had a show in the Village that Thursday and they wanted us to come.
Claire looked at me and her eyes were bright as she told them that we would be there.
“We have long rehearsals this week, Claire, remember?”
It’s not that I didn’t want to go see them play, of course I did, but our next show was coming up and we practiced until 1:00 a.m. some nights.
She looked at me and I could see that she was annoyed.
“Oh, I forgot about that.” She looked at Logan and furrowed her brow. “Abby’s right, we might not be able to make your show. We go until almost 1:00 a.m. most nights the week before a show and we won’t know until that night how long we’ll be. But if it’s not late, we’ll definitely be there.”
He winked at her. “All I can ask is that you show up if you can. I’d love to see you.”
Zane looked at me. “That goes for me too.”
We had a good time chatting and laughing that evening and after dinner we all went to a bar that was a couple of blocks away. As soon as we walked in people were saying hi to Zane and Logan.
Claire and I glanced at each with puzzled looks on our faces as we were led to a table in the back corner of the bar. Was that what I would have to deal with dating a guy in a band? I looked