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“And CindyLou? How are you feeling about tonight? You ready, doll?” Tammy asked, looking great in her tight-fitting, bright-pink jumpsuit, with a white blouse. The jumpsuit showed off her curvy body, and the blouse caressed her very full breasts. She also wore a big hair white wig and dangly earrings. And how she walked in those crazy high shoes always amazed me, but she wore them everywhere, even when she climbed ladders or performed on stage. They weren’t heels, they were those cork type of platform things that some women wore. Tammy lived in them.
“All set. I’ve got this. No worries. It feels good to be behind a bar again.” One thing about CindyLou, she seemed to always be positive, which made it fun to be around her. In that way, she and Tammy were very similar.
“Scotty tells me you can play guitar and sing. Plus, he says you wrote a killer song. I’d love to hear it sometime. I’m always looking for girl talent to play with me onstage. Would you be interested?”
I knew CindyLou played and had a smooth voice, but I had no idea she’d written a song. How Scotty knew this was news to me.
I caught the daggers shooting out of CindyLou’s eyes, heading straight for Scotty, and I got the feeling there was something about this she wasn’t liking.
“Oh, thanks, but I don’t think I’m ready to play in front of anyone.”
“You certainly don’t have to if you don’t want to, but it’s not a volunteer kind of thing. I’ll pay you what I pay any of the talent that gets up on that stage. Granted it’s not as much as I pay my headliners, but it can be worth a few extra thousand dollars a month to you. And if I like your song, it can be worth even more. Think about it, hon, and let me know. Love to have you join me, anytime. All I ask is that you set up a quick audition with me first. I have to know that you can actually do what Scotty says you can do. Give it some thought. And good luck tonight.”
She gave CindyLou a quick hug, then sashayed out from behind the bar and headed backstage, most likely to her office.
“I hope you don’t mind, but you’re too good not to share your talent onstage,” Scotty told her.
“I can say the same for you,” she shot back.
“I keep telling him,” I said. “But he won’t do it.”
“He told me he’d perform if I did.” She turned to Scotty. “Does that promise still hold?”
He hesitated, then he said, “It does. If you audition, and Tammy says yes, I’ll play backup.”
“And harmonize my song with me?” she asked, almost sounding as if she were pleading her case.
“It’s all girls, remember?” I reminded her. Not that I wasn’t looking forward to seeing Scotty finally on stage, but normally, Tammy was adamant about it being a girl thing.
“I’m sure Tammy will make the exception,” CindyLou said, sounding confident.
I could tell Scotty would rather have his wisdom teeth pulled… without anesthesia rather than perform on a stage. He rinsed out a glass and shoved it into the dishwasher, then turned back to CindyLou. “There must be something in the air because I’m going to say yes. I’ll do it if you do.”
She held out her hand. “Is that a promise we can shake on?”
He grabbed her hand and gave it a couple of pumps. “You have my word.”
“Holy shit!” I said, nearly yelling the words. “Pigs should fly at any moment, and it’s probably getting cold down in hell right now. What a night. First, Mickey decides to man up with his kid, and now you’ve agreed to get up on a stage and perform in front of people.”
CindyLou turned to me. “And what about you, Colt? What fear are you going to overcome tonight?”
I wanted to tell her that I was falling for her… falling hard and fast, but pure fear kept me from saying it aloud. Instead, I pulled out the condom I’d stuck in my pocket before I left home today and tossed it on the bar.
Scotty did a quick twirl and whooped. “Holy fucking shit! The man is back in… the… game. I don’t fucking believe it.”
CindyLou instantly blushed when I gazed over at her.
“Wait a minute… wait a minute… I know you two did… but are you two…?” Scotty tried to ask some kind of question, but it wasn’t coming out as cohesive as he probably would like it to.
“Doors are open!” Jimmy announced from a backstage mic, like he did every night when the doors opened. All personal conversation needed to stop once those doors opened. We needed to focus on the customers, now.
CindyLou instantly made her way over to her station, out of earshot.
“We definitely need to talk,” Scotty told me, and without a doubt, I knew from the look on his face that he was either thinking of having sex with CindyLou, or they’d already had sex. Either way, I wanted him to know the truth about my situation. I intended to have sex with CindyLou again… and again… and so on into infinity.
I rested my hand on his shoulder. “Whatever happened between you and CindyLou, I’m good with it.”
He gazed over at me just as a group of four, two guys and two women headed our way looking thirsty. Tammy placed CindyLou down at the far end of the bar. That was usually the quiet part of the bar, but this foursome was headed right for her.
