One for the Road by Lynne Marshall

Author:Lynne Marshall [Marshall, Lynne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“I feel edgy,” Dee said, the minute Tyler walked through the RV door. “I’m going for a power walk.” It was just after midnight and she was dressed in shorts, a T-shirt and sneakers.

“Not by yourself, you’re not.” He put his guitar case on the floor. Tyler resented the money tying her down to the RV. Whether he realized it at the time or not, Reese had left one hell of a burden on Dee’s back. Tyler had no doubt she was strong and could handle it. It just didn’t seem fair.

The guys had dropped him off and turned around to head back to a watering hole in Lubbock. They hadn’t bothered to ask Dee, just used the Rabbit as if it belonged to them. They didn’t seem to mind the ridiculous license plate or the cramped driving space, as long as the car ran.

“Let’s go,” he said, wanting nothing more than to sit down and put his feet up after a long rehearsal.

On the way home, his mind had raced overtime trying to figure out what to do about his career and the offer to record for a small, independent label. Opportunity didn’t knock often in his life. He figured there was another potential contract waiting down the line and decided to wait until after the show in Vegas to make up his mind. And then there was Dee to consider and his growing attachment to her.

She wore a face fit for a sassy teenager— impatient, restless, and perky.

“You’re not going like that are you?” She pointed to his boots. “Don’t you own any tennis shoes?”

Tyler cast Dee a snotty look and snorted. “Just give me a minute.” He crossed to the suitcase tucked behind the cockpit seat, yanked it out, and opened it.

Once again, Dee had taken it upon herself to do everyone’s laundry. Four different piles of folded clothes sat on the couch for everyone’s inspection.

He searched through a small hill of socks for a white pair.

The last time she’d washed everyone’s clothes Tyler recalled hearing Bear say, “By gosh, I could get used to this.” Ricky-Bob said, “Gina never gets my whites this white.” And J.T. said something like, “You didn’t shrink anything, did you?”

“You’re gonna spoil us,” he said, feeling tender.

She poked at the small kitchen rug with the toe of her cross training shoe. “I’m trying not to call Theresa or the boys for a while, so I needed something to keep busy.” She peeked up at Tyler. “The nights get pretty long, you know?”

“You shouldn’t have done all this laundry.” Tyler fought the urge to hug her. He found an old T-shirt, white socks and some shorts. “But I’m glad you did. Give me a second.” He looked for his ancient sports shoes.

Dee went out the door. Through the screen, he could see her bend over to stretch her legs. She grabbed her ankles and hung with her head upside down, gently bouncing her spine. Dexter looked on with interest. The titillating view caused Tyler to speed up.

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