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My lips flatline, and I’m about to shake my head, but she cuts me off.
“I won’t hear any buts. We’re going out like old times. All of us.”
I know without asking that she’s talking about us and the guys. Blurry memories of us all sneaking into clubs with fake IDs flash through my mind, and I smile, thinking back to the simpler days.
“Fine,” I say.
“Don’t act so excited about it, jeez.”
“It’s not that,” I hedge. Truth is I’m excited to get out with the guys and Jane. The past couple of weeks, we haven’t even had the energy to go out to any bars or clubs after the shows, instead heading back to the bus or hotel after.
But I was mostly hoping to hang out with Scar tonight after the show, assuming she watches my set like she promised. Again.
“Did you have other plans?” Jane asks, picking up on what I’m not saying.
“Not really,” I answer.
“Okay I’m not in the mood to grill you with fifty questions until you just say it, so c’mon.” She waves a hand impatiently.
I can’t help the smile that breaks out at her no-bullshit lawyer voice she slipped into there. Briefly debating if it’s worth filling Jane in about Scar, I decide to just tell her knowing she won’t drop it. She can see something’s turning in my head over and over and will get to the bottom of it one way or another.
And by another, I mean she'd go and grill Hayden and Nikolai until they cave and tell her. They’ve never been very good at holding out secrets from her.
“I was planning on trying to hang out with Scar after the show.”
A flicker of surprise crosses Jane’s face, followed by a spark of excitement. “Oh?”
I laugh, not being able to help it. Her tactic to say less so I say more is going to be her approach then.
“She’s planning to watch my set tonight and then I was planning after…”
“I don’t need to hear the details,” Jane interrupts, jumping off the bed like it burned her, backing up with her hands in front of her.
“God, Jane, I wasn’t going there.”
It’s true, I wasn’t. Like a fucking idiot, I didn’t even kiss her after our date the other day. When I walked her back to her room and we stood there for a moment, breathing the same breath, locked into each other’s stares, I had the opportunity. Scar seemed to even be anticipating it, waiting for me to make the move.
But instead, I pulled back a step, leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek before heading back to my room. As soon as the door shut behind me, I scolded myself for not doing it.
But I got scared that she would pull away from me at the last second and my feelings and rebuilding trust for her couldn’t take that possible rejection.
“We’re not at that point,” I say to Jane. “Not yet.”
“Are you two an item?” she asks.
I shrug my shoulders, not sure how to answer her question.
“Well, have you taken her out on a date yet?” Her tone’s exasperated, wanting me to offer up details rather than her pull them out of me.
“Yes.” I roll my eyes. “It’s just that…she’s a little skittish when it comes to opening up to people. It took almost a week at the start of the tour to get her to even look at me without annoyance written across her face.”
Jane smirks at that.
“She doesn’t trust people very easily, so it’s been a slow process getting to know her.”
“But you like her, don’t you?” Jane asks softly.
I nod my head immediately, no doubt in my mind that yes, I like Scarlett very much.
