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Reese didn’t protest because she knew it was a losing battle. Moby, still grinning, disappeared into the bunk room. Such a flirt.
“It’s a four-person game, dummy,” Chuck said, calling after him.
“I’m out too,” Sterling said. “Now you’re even.”
He stood, setting his controller on the table and stretching his arms above his head. Reese tried to ignore how his T-shirt rose just above the waistband of his jeans.
“You should probably chase him down or you might never get your phone back,” Sterling said. “Is that your friend who was with you when we first met?”
Reese groaned, starting to head back through the bus with Sterling on her heels. “Didn’t I put it in my contract that we weren’t going to ever talk about that night again?”
“We definitely did not. What would I have to tease you about otherwise?”
When they moved through the bunk room and into Sterling’s room, Reese’s smile disappeared. Blonde and pink hair cascaded over Sterling’s pillow. She couldn’t see Morgan’s face because the covers were pulled up mostly over it.
Morgan was sleeping in Sterling’s bed?
Quietly, Reese made her way to the back lounge, where she could hear the low rumble of Moby’s voice. She felt Sterling behind her, but he was quiet too.
So what if Morgan was napping in Sterling’s bed? It should not have made jealousy feel like a rabid animal clawing its way through her chest.
Reese focused on making her face neutral as they moved into the back lounge, Sterling closing the door behind them. Moby hardly glanced up, totally focused on the phone in his hand as he sprawled on the couch.
Sterling touched Reese’s arm. His eyes were serious and intense, all the joking from before gone. “Hey. Morgan has back issues. I told her she could take a nap in my bed since it’s bigger and more comfortable.”
Reese gave him a smile and shrug that she hoped looked casual. “Whatever. You don’t need to explain it to me. Moby! I need my best friend back.”
Moby pulled the phone to his chest as Reese stepped away from Sterling, feeling a release at the separation. Being near him right now was doing awful things to the pit of her stomach, despite his explanation.
“I don’t want to give her back.”
“I’ll give you her number. You can call her later. I want my phone.”
Moby wiggled his eyebrows at the screen. “You hear that? Reese sold you out. She’s going to give me your number. I hope it’s okay that I call you. Because I am definitely calling you.”
Reese rolled her eyes as Staci’s giggle fluttered out into the room. Pulling the phone from Moby, she shoved him over so she could sit on the couch. “Did you get enough of a tour?”
Sterling stood by the door still, hands stuffed into his pockets. Moby clapped a hand over his arm and tugged him toward the door. Sterling tossed a look over his shoulder at Reese, but she did not look at him before he left. She could not look at him, afraid her ridiculous and unwarranted jealousy was all over her face.
“That bus is sick. Now tell me about Moby. Are you really giving him my number?”
“Do you want me to?”
“What’s he like?”
Reese sighed. “Total flirt. But very nice. I mean, he seems nice. How has it only been three days? I feel like I’ve been on tour for like three years.”
“That bad, huh? Boohoo, girl on the biggest tour in North America right now. By the way, fantastic job so far with the videos. You have been killing it with his social media presence.”
“You’ve been watching?” Reese grinned.
“Not the whole videos. I like Sterling’s music, but not that much. I mean I’ve been watching what you’ve been doing. Kevin is happy. Did you know that the tour has practically sold out in the last day?”
“What?” Reese felt that same stupid smile spreading over her face.
“You should probably pay more attention. This is your job, right?”
“I need to go check. That’s amazing. I’ve been linking to the tour page in the two videos I did. I guess people are taking notice.”
