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time to think about that one. Mitch has a point, with my dad on my back giving me ultimatums I have a lot more to consider. As much as Kitty’s presence has stirred something new in me I have to remember the band.
“Fine,” I grumble. He has a point this is the band, one of the most important things to me. I would never mess things up for the guys because I can’t keep it in my pants.
“So where is she?” Sleep asks.
“I don’t know. I thought that was her bike outside,” I shrug. I was sure I heard that sweet bike of hers revving up outside about ten minutes ago.
I was shocked to see her ride was a bike but I was seeing red when I saw her climb on the back while that douche drove. I expected her to have some cute little coupe or something. I have to admit I would love to see her on that bike by herself. I was almost tempted to make an excuse to go out there when I first thought I heard the bike come back.
“Her bike,” Sleep quizzes.
“Yeah, a pink and black Ducati,” I reply.
“Sweet,” Sleep chuckles. “Just so you all know I won’t touch her but I am officially in love with her.” Everyone laughs but me which thankfully no one seems to notice because Mandy pokes her head in the garage.
“Hey you guys. Is it okay for me and Kitty to come in,” Mandy asks in a soft voice that raises the hairs on the back of my neck.
Mandy is never soft spoken or timid unless she is upset about something. I frown as Crush waves her in and Kitty walks in looking as if she has been crying. I know she wants this gig but we didn’t give her the impression she wasn’t getting it so there would be no reason for her to cry over it. And why would Mandy look so sad, we talked this morning. I told her Kitty pretty much had the gig I just needed to talk it over with the guys.
Kitty takes a seat on a crate as far away from everyone as she can get. Mandy sits next to Sleep and Crush and starts talking about the tour she is working on for us over the summer. We would rather start out sooner but we are aware that Kitty is finishing a semester at school and would need more time before she can pick up and start traveling.
We will have to work around her schedule a lot for the next few months but she is worth it after what we saw last night. I study Kitty for a while before I clear my throat to get the room’s attention. Everyone stops talking and looks over to me. Kitty looks up at me through her lashes looking just like a sad little kitten.
“Kitty, we just wanted to let you know that you are a new member of True Life. You and I will be the lead singers and we will finally get to start working on this demo,” I announce.
Kitty gives a weak smile that doesn’t even touch her eyes. “Thanks guys,” she mutters. “You can text me rehearsal times and I will do my best to be at as many as I can.”
“No worries Kit,” Crush croons, “I think this will be great. I mean if it’s cool with you we’ll rehearse in your studio sometimes too.”
“Um…maybe not Chris,” Mandy hisses and narrows her eyes at Crush.
“No, he is right Mandy. Maybe that would help, you know… me move forward,” Kitty says swallowing past the lump in her throat. “Crush maybe you can come over sometime and see if everything down there is still working and if I need to have anything replaced, okay?”
“Sure Kitten, when you’re ready, babe,” Crush smiles.
“I’ll let you know. Listen, thanks again guys I need to get going. I’ll see you later,” Kitty says as she stands and starts for the door.
I want to jump up and follow her out to find out what is wrong but Mandy is at her side before I can make a move. If that douchebag wannabe boyfriend of hers hurt her I will rip his face off. It had to be him. She was fine before leaving with him this morning.
I am so angry I can’t see straight. All I want is to protect the little kitten that is walking out of the door. I didn’t miss the whole studio thing with her and Crush but I