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She carefully untangled her body from his and hurried out of bed He lifted his head off the pillow and blinked at her "Where you going?" he asked, his voice slurred with sleep

"To the bathroo to stay in bed?"

"Depends on if you corinned at her and dropped his head on her pillow, burrowing into it and inhaling deeply "I alreadyhe wanted He was so sweet and unashamed of it He wasn’t manipulative, exactly Persuasive That’s what he was "I’ll be back," she proht about getting so on the technique Brian had shown her on the plane, but spending the day in bed with Trey sounded a lotShe was a little disappointed that Brian had left ione until they played in Saint Louis the next night, but she understood that his fauitarist with lessons on his grandeur

Reagan put on her clothes froed around in her suitcase until she found everything she needed for a shower

"Looks like you plan on doingto take a shower" She was sticky with cuht before, but he’d peeled them off at the last moment and spurted on her belly Her back Her ass Her brsts Probably other places too She’d lost track At the time, it had been incredibly sexy, but now she needed to feel clean

After her quick shower--there was a limited supply of water on the bus--she found her purse in the dining area and checked her phone for e "I spent all day Sunday wondering if you’re alive or dead" She had meant to call him She s were happening that it had slipped her mind He would probably be at work, but she’d leave hie so he knew that she was safe He’d never wanted her to leave Arkansas He’d been convinced that she couldn’t take care of herself Or maybe he’d been more worried that there’d be no one to take care of hioddess when Mom had left Cooked, cleaned, did the laundry She soht and wore dirty socks, but she also knew that she had toto her father for twenty-one years had been long enough

She was surprised that he answered when she called

"Is everything okay, Reagan?" he asked gruffly

Her heart started to pound She already knew that Daddy wouldn’t approve of her going on tour with a rock band Of uitarist a reality If he had his way, she’d have beco is wonderful, Daddy," she said, her voice giving away none of the anxiety in her chest She wanted him to be proud of her She didn’t want to listen to hi drea news"

"I thought you were dead Or worse Strung out on drugs"

"I don’t do drugs," she said flatly He was big on stereotypes "I did win a contest"

"A music contest?" He actually sounded excited

"Yeah"

"So you’re going back to cello?"

"No, it wasn’t an orchestral contest It was a rock guitarist contest"

Silence She could picture the look of displeasure on his face She’d seen it enough tiuitarist for Exodus End while they tour the US and world this year This is an aet to call you, I’ around with tattooed freaks or showing off , Dad Say so an"

The phone clicked in her ear as he hung up "I love you, Daddy"

She sank into the booth at the dining table and stared down at her phone She figured she’d never o Her cell phone sounded, alerting her to the receipt of a text ht