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pointed out.
“She’s the best interviewer we’ve worked with the entire time we’ve been doing
this shit. Why not Olivia?”
    “Think about what you’re doing, man,” Dan said, looking up
from his sketchbook. “If you really want to win her over, you’re going to have
to be clean-nosed on tour. No flirting with anyone else, even.”
    “I just think it’d be a good idea,” I said, shrugging. “If
she doesn’t want to do it then they can send someone else out with us. But
she’s the best option.”
    “I’ll have Ron make the call,” Alex said, looking at me for a
long moment. “If she’s up to do it, then yeah, she’s the best one we’ve dealt
with so far. I wouldn’t mind having her around.”
    “You have to let her work, though,” Mark said, giving me a
little grin. “If you get her all distracted or keep her in your bunk all the
time, all she’s going to get in some pictures that aren’t fit to print and an
article about fucking guitarists.”
    “I’m not going to interfere,” I insisted. “But it does give
me a chance to flirt with her a bit and get to know her.” I grinned. “She thinks
I’m just going to move on to the next bimbo that crosses my path.”
    “Well that is what you would normally do,” Dan said, raising
an eyebrow.
    “Nah. This time I’m going to see what a steady lay is like.
Get some routine in my life.” Mark snorted.
    “She’s going to ditch the tour in a month—fifty dollars on
that. Who’s in?” I rolled my eyes as the rest of the guys gave their estimates:
Jules said Olivia would last two weeks, Dan said she’d last the whole tour but
never speak to me again, and Alex put in for me to go the distance—six months,
with the ‘relationship’ ending two months after the tour did. I refused to bet
on it at all; I still didn’t know exactly how long-term I wanted things to be.
I just wanted a chance to see where it went, and having Olivia on the bus would
be a good way to do that.

 
    ****
    On a whim, I went back to Lost Weekend as soon as it opened
up. People I’d seen there the day before had recognized Olivia; which told me
that she went there often. Maybe I’d get lucky and run into her. I found a
table and ordered myself a beer, looking at the early birds starting to filter
in. I thought about the tactic I’d gotten Alex to help me with. Would Olivia be
pissed at me interfering in her career? Or the fact that I was essentially
putting her in a position where she had to choose to spend time around me to
get ahead or avoid me and risk looking bad. It is kind of a dick move, I
thought to myself, nursing a PBR. I didn’t want to get drunk before Olivia even
showed up—if she was going to show up at all.
    A few girls gave me looks, and I thought about what Dan had
said. If I got Olivia on tour with us, I’d have to keep away from any other
pretty faces or hot bodies I saw. That one looks like she’d be a lot of fun.
Lots of moaning; probably loves to take it from behind…that one in the skirt,
she’s all hot and heavy in the flirting but probably pouts if you want her
mouth on your cock. My gaze lit on each of the women in the thinly
populated club in turn. She’s into a guy going down on her. Not super good
for the actual deed. Would I miss it, if I had to spend four months not
even thinking about what it would take to sweet-talk some little minx of a girl
onto the bus with me?
    I thought about the night before with Olivia and a jolt of
heat shot through me, straight to my groin. I closed my eyes for a second,
taking a sip of my beer to try and cool myself off a bit. At least at the
moment, I couldn’t imagine possibly missing the potential partners for the
guarantee of an incredibly good lay. But you don’t know that she’ll ever
have sex with you again; that’s kind of the point. What if you get her on the
tour, and she goes frigid on you? I shook my head at my own thought,
opening my eyes and blinking a few times to adjust. Olivia Grant