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“I’m sorry, what?” She asked.
“The clouds are gathering,” he answered, pointing his finger up. “It’s probably gonna rain tonight.”
“Oh.” Tina said with a small smile. “Whatever happened to it never raining in Southern California?” she asked in jest.
The driver just laughed. They had been sitting in downtown traffic for about 10 minutes now. Tina knew that the doors had already opened at Belly Up and that Kit and the Stouts would be playing in less than half an hour.
“How far away is Solana Beach?” she wanted to know.
“Mmm, about 23 miles or so. We should be there in about a half hour.”
“Great.” The A&R Executive began rehearsing what she was going to say once she arrived and faced the woman she couldn’t get out of her head for the past three days.
Tina had taken care to dress flirty, yet casual as she typically would with any show she was attending. Decked out in a plum-colored, patterned skirt made of rayon so that it was nice and smooth to the touch, she completed the outfit with an off the shoulder black top that had a slanted hem past her right hip. If she stood in a certain position, a small patch of skin just above her left hip would expose itself to entice any onlooker. She was glad she brought a boyfriend jacket with her if rain was in the evening’s forecast.
Traffic began to inch forward and the blonde took some deep breaths to prepare herself for the long awaited reunion.
Belly Up Tavern
“Thanks so much for coming down, Max.” Bette said with sincere gratitude.
“I figured you’d need someone to man the merchandise table and sling some CDs. Plus, I could use this weekend to get out of LA. This week has sucked for sure without you at the office.”
Bette smiled at her colleague and friend. “Miss me already?”
“More than you know, Little Porter. Man, Lenny has been on a rampage without his star player.”
“You wouldn’t think I’m the star player with the way he talks to me sometimes.”
“That’s just his insecurity coming through. The guy seems like a certified misogynist.” Max proclaimed. “The fact that you are so much better at this job than he is really ticks him off. Especially because you’re a woman. But he’ll never fire you, you make him too much money.” He laughed.