Chapter 3

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I got to the club in twenty minutes, since traffic wasn’t too bad. I dragged my equipment through the back entrance toward the stage where members of the band were already setting up for the show.

“Jared Page! Thanks for coming, hon,” Joey exclaimed, running over to give me a bear hug, which almost made me drop everything.

“Get off me, you nut,” I said as I pushed him away as best I could with my hands full. Even though I was no longer on intimate terms with Joey, my body remembered his firm, lithe frame and still wanted to get closer. Such was the sexual magnetism of Joey Seever. “You owe me a couple beers and food. I haven’t eaten yet.”

“Anything for you, babe.” Mr. Charming gave me a kiss on the cheek, making my skin tingle. He pointed to the left corner of the stage where I would set up.