“Not yet. I don’t know what I’m going to do. Top Shelf promised me everything I want, but they seem to be in it for themselves. Does that make sense?”

“No, because I don’t understand any of this. Don’t sign anything.”

Annie shook her head. “I’m not. I told Sterling Mayfield that I promise to hear what Top Shelf had to offer first after the tour and after I find a manager.”

“Let’s talk about the photos with Sterling,” Sarah said.

“Oh, that’s not the real story.”

“I mean, it sure looked like she was very comfortable with you. What’s the real story?”

Annie thought for a moment. What if Sterling had planted people ready to take photos of what had happened that night? Anger flooded her senses the more she thought about it. “I wonder if she planned those photos just to piss Bristol off?”

“Why would Bristol care?”

Annie smiled when Sarah mentioned Bristol. She looked around to ensure privacy and put the phone closer to her face. “Bristol and I hooked up.”

Sarah pulled back. “Shut up! Are you kidding me?” She put her hand over her mouth and looked around. “What? Like hooked up, hooked up?”

“We kissed last night, and it was amazing. Like full-body-against-body kiss. Even though we have some off-the-charts chemistry, I wasn’t going to let it go further because I don’t want to fuck things up.”

“What does that mean?”

“I panicked, truthfully.”

“Oh, stop! Forget about all that. Is she a good kisser? Who kissed who first? I feel like she kissed you because she comes across as such a strong woman who’s kind of a control freak. Tell me I’m wrong.”

“I kissed her, and you are totally wrong. It was lovely. She was lovely.”

“That’s it? That’s the story?” Sarah sounded disappointed.

“That’s a super-huge story!”

“I’m teasing. It really is. I’m so excited for you. Tell me what happened.”

Annie looked around again to make sure nobody could hear her before she told her sister about her and Bristol’s sexual tension. Sarah sighed when Annie described how Bristol returned to the bunks and said they had unfinished business between them. She squealed when Annie told her she kissed Bristol first.

“That’s so romantic. She seems so nice. I hope there’s something there. Bristol couldn’t do any better than you.”

“I’m still in awe.” She noticed her sister’s attention was getting pulled in different directions. “Go. I’ll send photos and keep you posted about what happens on the rest of the tour. Tell Peyton I love her. Maybe I can FaceTime tonight?”

“Sounds great. Love you. Be safe.”