are still too high. With the price of gas more than double what it was when he started touring, it costs him too much to get to some of his gigs. Itâs almost cheaper to fly. He wonders when that happened and if itâs going to be like that for good.
His computer chimes a binging sound that lets him know he has an e-mail from Rodney:
Rockford is closed. Scratch it off your schedule.
Idiot, he thinks.
The phone on the nightstand rings, and he nearly falls off the bed trying to get to it. Itâs always jarring to him when the phone in a hotel room rings since he takes most calls on his cell phone and never expects anyone to know where he is. Usually itâs just the front desk asking if he needs housekeeping or towels. In this case, heâs pleased when itâs Sam.
âDo I have the right room this time?â she asks.
âWhy?â Spence asks. âDid you call here earlier or something?â
âThey gave me the wrong room twice,â she says. âI almost gave up and asked some old man out to lunch instead of you.â
âLucky guy.â
âTell me about it,â she says. âIâm good company.â
âNo argument here.â
âDid I wake you?â she asks.
âNo, Iâve been up for hours,â he lies. Heâs barely been up for thirty minutes. He checked his bank account online the minute he woke up as an incentive to go back to sleep for another hour or two. He would have done exactly that if she hadnât called.
âWell, Iâm bored and not working,â she says, âso I figured I could get out for a while and you might want to explore the city a bit.â
âI do like to explore,â he lies again. Heâs been to South Dakota, a few times and has never seen Mount Rushmore. He only saw the Saint Louis arch because he looked out the window of his car as he drove past it. Heâs seen more shopping malls than landmarks.
âDoes this mean youâre free?â she asks.
âIâm available, but Iâm never free.â
âBlech,â she says. âForget I asked.â
âI thought it was clever.â He smiles.
âYou were wrong.â
âOuch.â
âDespite that, Iâm still asking you to lunch,â she says.
âI will again consider myself lucky,â he says.
âWhat do you say to fifteen minutes in front of your hotel?â
âI only get fifteen minutes with you?â He grins like an idiot, as if she can see him through the phone. âThatâs not much of a lunch date.â
She sighs dramatically. âI mean that we will meet in fifteen minutes, not for fifteen minutes.â
âAh, I see my mistake.â
âI think you were smarter last night.â
âIâm the anti-drunk,â he says. âAlcohol makes me smarter.â
âFifteen minutes, weirdo?â
âEasy.â
âSee you then,â she says and hangs up.
Now heâs in trouble. Heâs not remotely ready. Heâs lying dirty in the hotel bed in his boxer briefs with his laptop on his stomach. Heâs unshowered and unshaven. He looks like the kind of person who sleeps until after noon every day, which is what he is. But he wants to see her and he wants it to be soon. He canât remember the last time he showered, shaved, and brushed his teeth at the same time, but heâll remember from now on.
On the corner, Sam meets him dressed in a long green overcoat and very sexy black boots. Thatâs three for three with him; he likes short hair, glasses, and boots. Sheâs just getting better every minute. Sheâs wearing a dark scarf wrapped up to her chin, and her short, pretty hair is hidden underneath a knitted hat that matches the scarf.
âCute hat,â Spence says as he leans in to hug her. She offers her cheek, and he kisses it as he takes in the smell of her perfume. It could just be her shampoo or skin cream for all he
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