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girls
looked at each other, confused. It was obvious they weren’t
convinced that Daisy and he were only friends. After all, why would
Hawk Moon be interested in sheep? It was about as believable as the
moon being made of cheese.
    Henry talked
to the girls for a minute or two and had Daisy took photos of them
together. Then, after signing their t-shirts with a white marker,
he made an apology and pulled Daisy to a corner of the bar that was
empty.
    Finally, they
were alone. Well, as alone as they were going to be in a tent with
two hundred gawking fans staring at them. Wondering.
    “ What are you doing?” Daisy hissed. “You have guests. You
can’t ditch them.”
    “ I’ve already done the rounds besides I’m Hawk Moon,
remember?” he chuckled. “I can do whatever I like and I wanted to
tell you that you look nice tonight without the addition of an
audience. I like that jacket.”
    A warm feeling
spread through Daisy’s body. Last night Henry’d told her how
important the fans were and now he was blowing them off to talk
exclusively to her. Could it be possible that Henry did like her?
As more than a fan? Enough to brave the wrath of Georgia, who was
at the minute working her way towards them brandishing a pair of
sunglasses like a sword?
    It was
beginning to seem that way.
    “ Thank you so much for inviting me and organising it all. You
didn’t have to. I didn’t even want the clothes back. You should
have thrown them out.”
    Henry smiled.
“I couldn’t think of any other excuse to see you again.”
    Daisy looked
into his eyes. He seemed so genuine. “You’re making me blush.”
    “ It suits you.” He took a sip from his water bottle. “So,
how’s Marsha? Recovered from her ordeal?”
    “ She’s fine. I found the hole where she escaped this morning
and patched it up. She won’t be getting out again any time
soon.”
    “ That’s good to know. Did Avery like her photo?”
    “ She’s already printed it and stuck it on the wall above her
bed. No doubt she’s cropped me out. She can’t wait to get the hat.
She said to say ‘thank you’.”
    Henry nodded.
“Anytime. You know, I had a really good time last night. It was
nice to be treated like a human and not a sex object.”
    Lucky he
didn’t know what had been going on inside her head for most of the
evening then. Daisy could lay odds that the dreams of those girls
would pale in comparison to the fantasy she’d devised while doing
the dishes that morning.
    “ I felt so comfortable in your home,” he continued.
    “ I noticed. There was no bread left when I opened the pantry
this morning.”
    Henry gave her
a playful punch in the arm.
    “ Hey, did you get your VIP bag?” he asked, glancing around on
the floor. All the other guests had been handed the bag containing
a signed limited edition program, a tour t-shirt and cap and a fan
only CD as they entered the marquee.
    Daisy’s heart
dropped back where it belonged. He was only being nice to
her because she was a fan. She’d been silly to think otherwise.
Their two worlds could never coincide. “Yes, I did. Thanks. I left
it next to the bar. Avery will love it.”
    “ Cool. Don’t forget to take it home with you.”
    “ Mmm.”
    Just then,
Georgia appeared. Between now and the last time Daisy had seen her
she’d reapplied her lipstick. Her mouth was now the colour of a
ripe plum and looked every bit as edible. “There you are,
darling.”
    Sliding
between them, she put her hand gently on Henry’s elbow and leant
into the side of his body. She handed him the sunglasses he wore
for the first part of the show before throwing them to the
audience. “Come on. It’s time to do your warm up. Show time in
ten.”
    “ Thanks George. You’ll make sure Daisy gets to her seat at the
side of the stage, won’t you?”
    Georgia’s body
stiffened. “Of course. Now, get to it.”
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    This was
absolutely unbelievable, Daisy thought, as she sat perched on the
stool