Chapter 28

Behind him, Mike says softly, “If you’ll shut up and let him talk, maybe you’ll find out.”

Trace laughs, covering his mouth with his hand. Adam turns to glare at his friend. “Who the fuck asked you?”

“Adam,” Paul says. This time he doesreach out. He rests his hand on Adam’s where he holds the guitar. The touch is electric, warm, and makes him think of dark cars and hot kisses and he hopes Adam can’t read thosethoughts in his eyes. “Lewis just thinks we need to work on your sound a bit, that’s all.”

Adam starts to speak, but Paul squeezes his hand gently. Blame it all on Lewis. He likes that, make Lewis the bad guy. It’s a role the man wears well. “Listen,” Paul says, dropping his voice so it doesn’t carry far and Adam has to lean in if he wants to hear it.

He does; he moves closer just as Paul had hoped he would.