Chapter 22

Trev caught his arm. “Come out and spend the weekend with me. The rest of the guys are coming in so we can rehearse. You could meet the whole band.”

The image it evoked made him smile. “I really would be a groupie, then. I’ll just be in the way.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Won’t you have to work, too?”

“I’m cutting back on my hours at the store until after the reunion.”

He had an answer for everything, and Jett was tired of saying no. “All right. I’ll call you on Friday to work out the details.”

“Good.” Trev let him go, his fingers slowly uncurling. “I can’t wait.”

Neither could Jett. 7

Jett might not have been in the way, but he sure as hell felt like a groupie.