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“Sorry,” he hastily adds

She hands a sheet out to all of us I scan the page; it’s a schedule for the next month I whistle, i This is going to be full on

We hang around for another half hour, until she can see that she’s just about reached the guys’ li—a side effect of indulging in too much alcohol

“We can go over more of this next week,” she finishes

The guys, grateful for the exit opportunity,at the look of dismay on Lyndall’s face

“You get used to them,” I say

She jumps, as if she just noticed I was still there “Are they always so…” Her voice trails off

“Wired?” I supply with a smile “Usually We take our downtime pretty seriously”

“I hope you take your careers just as seriously,” she replies, lifting an eyebrow Her feistiness , Mr Waite”

“I’ roup of ainst the wall and study her face as it reddens “That’s not a bad thing—it justor two about how to deal with them”

“And let uess, you have all the answers?” She rises fro to hear this”

I narrowto keep playing along “Outside of iving their all for the band, they’re one thousand percent in You won’t find anyone ants it more than we do”

“I believe that of you,” she says, stepping closer to me

I s as the scent of her perfume hits my senses, her full lips inches away from mine

“But the others, I’ to go to get what you want?”