Double Time (Sinners on Tour #5)(59)

They paused at the small black refrigerator long enough to collect a bottle of chocolate syrup and a can of whipped cream before shutting themselves in the bedroom.

Reagan scowled. "Does she serve him like that all the time?" Not that it was any of her business, but she was all about empowering women.

"It's a two-way street. Tomorrow Eric will probably dress up for her and satisfy one of her kinky little fantasies."

"Do you like that kind of thing?" Reagan asked. She picked up the menu Eric had left behind and found a list of sexual acts. She'd only tried about half of them.

"Rebekah is really creative," Trey said. "And Eric is well aware of exactly how lucky he is. I wouldn't mind engaging in a few of their games. Looks like fun."

Reagan pointed to a selection on the menu. "I don't even know what this is."

"I could tell you," Trey said. He leaned closer to whisper in her ear. "But I'd rather show you."

"Give me my phone, Sed," Brian said in the living area. "I need to call Myrna."

"She's sleeping," Sed told him. "Jessica said she looked wiped."

"Is she okay?"

"She's fine. Just tired. Relax, Sinclair."

Brian slapped the cell phone out of Sed's hand. "You relax."

Trey offered Reagan a weary smile and then slid from the bench. He picked Brian's phone off the floor and yanked Sed's phone out of his hand.

"Hey, I was talking-" Sed protested.

Trey handed Brian his cell phone. "Don't call her if she's sleeping. She needs rest," he said to Brian. "Go show Jace and Dave your pictures. They haven't seen them yet."

Brian's angry glare softened when his phone's screen saver caught his eye. He squeezed himself in between Jace and Dave, who immediately stopped what they were doing to distract Brian before he throat-chopped Sed.

Trey lifted Sed's phone to his ear and winced when Jessica's healthy tirade greeted his eardrum, " …  if you expect me to have eight kids, then you'd better be prepared-"

"Jess, it's Trey."

"Oh what, is he hiding now? Coward. Knock him upside the head for me, will you?"



       
         
       
        

Trey smacked Sed in the forehead and received a punch in the thigh for his efforts. "Done. Listen, can you have Myrna call Brian as soon as she wakes up? Doesn't matter what time it is or if he's onstage, tell her to call him."

"How's he doing?" Jessica asked.

"Worse than you can imagine. You know that greenish hue he gets before he goes on stage?"

"Yeah."

"Multiply that by a thousand. I'm going to give him the phone. You be sure to tell him how great Myrna and Malcolm are doing."

"She's been crying on and off all day. She's having a hard time with this separation too. Aggie finally got her to lay down for a while." If Brian heard that, Trey knew Brian would commandeer the bus and head back to L.A. Not that Trey blamed him. Trey didn't like to hear that Myrna was upset either. The woman was Brian's rock.

"Didn't you go to law school to learn how to say exactly the right thing?" Trey said to Jessica. "Work your magic."

Trey turned and thrust the phone in Brian's direction. Brian was having a bit too much fun making Jace look uncomfortable by describing the entire birthing process. "Jess wants to talk to you," Trey said.

"Is something wrong?" Brian asked.

"Nope. Everything's great."

Jace offered Trey an accusatory glare. Aggie had probably been texting him about the entire situation. The band needed to sit down and come up with a game plan to get Brian through this. He'd already scheduled a red-eye flight back to L.A. for the next morning. When would the man sleep?

"Thanks for getting me off the hook with Jess," Sed said. He rose from his seat and stretched his arms over his head.

"I don't think you're off the hook," Trey said. "Are you ever going to learn to think before you start saying stupid shit to her?"

Sed lowered his arms and shrugged. "Probably not." He went to the fridge and found himself a beer. He turned to Reagan sitting in the booth at the dining table and said, "Do you drink beer, Trey's Girlfriend?"

Reagan's frosty expression made Trey grin. Most girls went limp when Sed so much as entered a room.

"Sorry, I forgot your name," Sed said and scratched the back of his neck as he inspected the ceiling.

"It's Reagan, and yes, I like beer."

Sed grabbed two beers and slid into the booth across from Reagan. He twisted off a bottle cap and extended his peace offering to her. She hesitantly accepted it and took a swig. Deciding Brian had been temporarily placated, Trey slid into the booth beside her. "I could put in my tongue piercing now, if you'd like," he whispered in her ear.