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right. We often shared women, swapping them and watching them together.
    I shook my head. “Not tonight.” I slammed the door shut and went back to the bed. I put my head phones on and turned on some old school Metallica.
    I was going to drink until I passed out and forgot about the red head who just fucked not only my body, but also my head.
    Damn women.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
     
     
    Lindsey
     
    I walked back to my bus quickly, hoping no one stopped to talk to me. It was late, and all of the parties were wrapping up. I wanted to get back to my bus and into bed before there were too many questions about where I had been.
    I really didn’t want to run into Drew. He would have a ton of questions about what I had been doing tonight and if he figured out I had fucked Cane, I would never hear the end of it.
    It was amusing to leave Cane in such a hurry; he probably wasn’t us ed to women doing that to him. He was probably the one making a mad dash for the door after sex with a woman. It was nice to turn the tables on him for once.
    I turned the last corner before getting to my bus when I ran right into someone.
    “Excuse me. Sorry,” I muttered and started to walk around him, not even looking up.
    “ Lindsey?” A familiar voice made me turn around. My jaw dropped when I saw my ex, Shaun, standing there. He was wearing camo shorts and a black wife beater. A backwards baseball cap was on the top of his shaggy blonde hair and he was holding a beer.
    “ Hey Shaun,” I smiled. “What brings you here?”
    “Our band, Twisted Chaos, is on one of the side stages.” He looked me up and down and I hoped to God I didn’t look like I just had sex. “What are you doing back here?”
    “ I’m covering the tour for Rolling Stone,” I said, checking him out. He still looked as good as ever with his muscular, tattooed arms. I briefly remembered the way he would toss me around the bedroom with those guns.
    “Awesome !” He took a drink of his beer. “Do you want to go get a drink and catch up?”
    “Not tonight.” I shook my head. “I’m tired. Soon though.”
    His eyebrows furrowed and I had a flashback of the dud e with a temper I quit seeing. That probably hadn’t changed.
    “Ok, cool.  Same number?” He asked.
    “Sure, but I’ll see you around. It was good seeing you.” I didn’t want to mention that I hadn’t seen him in the few weeks I was here, so it may be a few more weeks before we ran into each other again. This tour was so huge, there was constantly new people I was meeting.
    “Good night Lindsey,” he said and leaned in for a hug. He held me tight against him and I almost gagged from the stench of whiskey on his breath.
    “Good night, Shaun.” I hugged him back half-heartedly so he would let me go.
    I made a mad dash for the bus, praying I w ouldn’t run into anyone else. I finally slipped onto the press bus with a sigh of relief. It was empty except from some guy from a newspaper. He nodded at me and turned back to his computer.
    I went into the bathroom and closed the door, my heart racing. I got here without Drew seeing me or any of my colleagues asking me a bunch of questions, but I saw Shaun. What the fuck was he doing here? Obviously he was with his band, but how did I not know about it?
    I met S haun when I first moved to LA. Rebecca and I were excited to check out the music scene and fell for the first musicians to show us a little bit of attention. He was playing at a club we went to and after a few shots of tequila, I ended up going home with him.
    For a while I thought it was cool to be the girlfriend of a guy in a band and looked past his jealous and possessive ways. My stupid ass even thought it was romantic the way he didn’t like guys talking to me.
    On top of that, he was a raging a lcoholic – an angry alcoholic. We had some wicked fights when he was drinking, but again, I thought that was what it was like to be dating a musician.
    Then one night he pushed