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time.”
    “And the fact he knows every word of that song and that it’s one of his favorites?” I ask and I am actually considering what Sam is saying.
    “Stop being so damn literal. He knows you love it. In the past he has gotten in your panties with it. Give him the smallest break Pet.”
    I don’t respond because the table fills up with our boys. One by one they all kiss and say hello to me before taking their seats. Noah, Chad and Shame, but Cal just scowls at me before taking the seat directly across from me and proceeds to glare.
    I pay him no mind once I give him my signature bratty eye roll before I start taking the notebook and mini DVR from my purse. I won’t let him interfere with my work. Guy Vincent deserves my undivided attention and me drooling after Cal or second guessing every move he makes all night isn’t fair. Not to Guy and not to me and my poor mangled heart.
     
     
     
     
    Cal
     
     
    I see her the minute she steps through the door of the Sue, and there is no denying how fucking smart I am. I wanted to see her like this, the real Tayla that left the fucking work clothes at home. Don’t get me wrong, she is so fucking fine when she’s all business but she acts differently when she’s just Tayla, not Tayla Livingston Junior VP of Coven relations.
    I want her loose, in her own skin. I know that this dude she’s here to see will be offered a contract, but within seconds from meeting this Indie star I knew he wouldn’t dig the Junior VP knows it all that she can be. 
    We boys got our start in little bars like the Sue. Hell we played this bar and packed the house every Wednesday night for four years. Fame doesn’t stop a guy from forgetting the little places the built us.
    A Bar Named Sue was old and falling apart. The owner named the bar Sue after his wife who lost her battle to Cancer in the 1940‘s and has been carried through the family for years. They pay the acts well; keep the drinks cheap, cold and the peanut bowl full.
    Small cracks that became big cracks in the vinyl seats and wobbly stools were just a few things TAT had donated, along with a new sound system and much more. The Sue needed to stay alive and with our help it would.
    So guys like Guy Vincent had a chance in this cutthroat industry.
    I have met Guy and heard him play a million times and because I know him I can tell him Tay is the best and he is desperate enough for the fame he’d believe me. I don’t do that though. I let Tayla sell herself because she does it with class and bad ass wreckage to her competition.
    Now four months ago, I would have said “Hey yeah, Guy Vincent kicks ass. Don’t go dressing like a big corporate Diva it’ll annoy him and he won’t respect you.”
    Now days I have to offer my help in ways that avoid her blowing up at me. And that’s a daily fucking occurrence these days.
    So I knew if I was gonna recreate falling in love with her that it needed to start while she was working, and in the process I unloaded some personal stuff about that first meeting between us. She was all business that night but I ate it up and got hard just watching her drum her fingers and bite her lip. Hottest fucking poker face I have ever seen. Hand to God, there is no hotter woman out there.
    The minute she sees me on the stage I smile waiting for the recognition of the song she always loved me playing for her. They had my back and were totally on board with this cheesy romantic crap and I had to admit my adrenaline was at an all-time high because she will fucking love it.
    Nope.
    Not my Tayla. No clearly I had missed something majority important from the get go, because the song that used to make her jump me and get dirty was now making her look like the only jumping me tonight would be with a fist to the nose and a kick in my ass.
    Then she pours the salt in the wound and puckers up on Sam and kisses him. Right. Fucking. There.
    By the time I made it to the booth I could feel the confusion on everyone at the