Chapters (42)
- Fast Lane
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- Encouragement
- Acknowledgments
- The Story
- THE 80s
- Nicky and Ricky
- Tommy Mancosa
- Lyla
- The Roadmasters
- Chicago
- The Cabin
- The Reunion
- Josh and Bobby
- Christmas
- DuShawn
- THE 90s
- The Blur
- Young and Beautiful
- The Tour
- Trelane
- The Fast Lane
- Bobby McGee
- Seattle
- Portland
- Los Angeles
- Aftermath
- THE AUGHTS
- The Bar
- Charity Gig
- The Boys
- China
- Jesse
- The CD
- THEN
- The Interim
- NOW
- The Family
- About the Author
- Books by Kristen Ashley
- Connect with Kristen Ashley
That was who we became.
That was what we worked for.
And that was what Tommy got us.
So, we got our own jet.
From Like a Desperation, we had our own jet.
I can tell straight off when we get on the plane that something’s not right with Lyla, but I think it’s Leeanne, and I’m pleased as fuck because if she’s homing in on Leeanne, that means Leeanne is soon gonna be history.
That might sound weak, but guy code, for sure.
You don’t wade in with that shit.
A woman?
One of the guys’ women?
[Shakes head]
Nah.
No way.
But Lyla would lay waste to her.
A genuine groupie who loves music and fucking rock stars and gets off on her brand of the “I’m with the band” gig, they’d be fast friends.
A situation where, on both sides, there’s a genuine attempt to make a go at a relationship, she’s hands off.
A vampire who’s out for blood, Lyla could sniff that out in a snap.
And Lyla would not mess around with garlic.
She’d get some wooden stakes and hone them to a fine point.
At least I thought so, at the time.
So we get on that plane and Preacher is fused to Lyla, Lyla is subdued, Tom is watchful, Dave and Shawn are pissed, Tim is out of it, Leeanne is whatever Leeanne was, and I’m tryin’ to figure out what’s going on and what I should do about it since it seems clear at this point that Preacher is not gonna wade in and Tommy for once isn’t bulldogging us, so someone’s gotta do something.
We get to the hotel, everyone disappears behind closed doors.
We don’t do what we’ve always have done.
That being drop our shit, do the interviews or whatever, then meander to someone’s suite, throw some back, rapping and deciding on a setlist.
Then that night, we play “Maybe I’m Amazed.”
We do our thing in the dressing room after with local bigwigs and celebrities who pull strings for the privilege, backstage passers, but there’s no other after party ’cause Preacher is all about Lyla, Shawn’s not in the party mood, Leeanne has sensed it’s time to strike and is screwing up to do that, and by that I mean she’s screwing Tim’s brains out, and I’m truly seeing the wisdom of taking a break from the garbage for a while.
So…
Yeah.
Trelane senses all this shit is goin’ down.
Which means, unless he’s got a previous engagement, Trelane is with us for the rest of the tour.
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