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    I shake my head, turning to go back to the lounge. I just don’t want to deal with her right now.
    “Alex, baby, what’s wrong?” Her whining makes my skin crawl. Jesus.
    I can’t handle this or her. She’s a fucking disaster. And it’s not lost on me how ironic this situation actually is. Before we left, Tabby had a meltdown over the fact that Bitter Pill was selected to be our opening act. I told her that she had nothing to worry about, and then showed her how much I only wanted her. I never saw what Tabby saw. But she was just so insecure about Stacy.
    I chuckle to myself. Boy, was Tabby right. She was so right. Stacy is sex on a stick and tries to get me in bed every chance that she gets. This isn’t the first time I’ve woken up with her in my bunk. It’s usually after a night like last night where I get plastered and pass out. Three weeks ago, I woke up with her trying to unzip my jeans with her teeth.
    She’s a slut and she just doesn’t get it. I’m not touching her. I wish I could just to spite Tabby, but I just won’t. I haven’t and I have absolutely no intention of laying a hand on her in the future.
    “Stacy, just stop this shit. I went to bed last night. Alone. What made you think that you could join me? There was no invitation. There won’t ever be an invitation.” I’m harsh and I don’t give a shit. She’s dumb and has a thick skull.
    Anger flashes through her eyes and she raises her finger to point at me. “Trust me, Alex. You won’t be able to resist me for much longer. No one can.”
    Um. Nope. Still not going to happen.
    I laugh and she winces. Not the response she was hoping for, but it’s suddenly funny to me that she is so dense. I chuckle one more time as I try to get our driver’s attention. “Hey Mick! Can you signal the buses that we need to hit a rest stop soon?” I glance at Stacy. “We need to make a trade.”
    Garrett has been a routine fixture on the Bitter Pill bus. Stacy’s sister, Bella, is their manager, and Garrett got a hard on for her as soon as we stopped at the first rest area after leaving Philly.
    “Fine, Alex. Whatever.” She huffs and walks toward the front of the bus.
    Mick makes the radio call, and I go back into the lounge.
    I flop onto the soft couch and rest my head back against the wall. A few months ago, my life was perfect. I finally had Tabby. All of her. Her demons were finally starting to retreat. Seth was lurking but I was convinced that Tabs could fend him off. I was starting to give her the benefit of the doubt and trust that she would keep him at bay. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
    I will never trust like that again.
    My head still pounds. I’ve been hung over more on this tour than I have in my whole life. I hadn’t had a drink in a long time until that first night on tour. I don’t even remember the binge, but I woke up on the bathroom floor of the bus covered in puke. I guess I started this tour off with a bang, in true rock star fashion.
    The bus slows down as we pull into a rest stop. I look out the window. What state are we in?
    I stand up when we stop and watch Stacy jump down the stairs. She turns and blows me a kiss before she disappears. What. The. Fuck.
    “Dude. Really?” I hear a familiar voice from behind me.
    “Dax, nothing happened with her. Let it go.”
    I’m not getting into this with him right now. He’s been up my ass about her this whole tour. He doesn’t want to see me mixed up with her, and it’s been hard to convince him that I want nothing to do with her.
    “Seriously, Alex, you’re playing Russian roulette with some serious STD’s. Stay away from her. I know that you are upset about Tabby, but Jesus, Stacy is bad news.”
    “Do you think I don’t know that?” I raise my voice. I know that Dax means well. He’s like a brother to me. But shit, he can’t think I’m that stupid. “Relax. Nothing happened and nothing will happen. She is persistent, but I know how to fend her off.” I