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display we’re putting on inside the club.
    “You shouldn’t try to take
me on ,” I whisper.
    Nina takes a step back. “I’m not,” she says
eyeing me defiantly, all business again. “You want me…” She trails
off, not wanting to admit the last part.
    “Say it,” I say lowly, “say
you want me too.” I know she
won’t . But I’m liking this game we’re
playing. And for a while, a small while, I realize that I actually
forgot about Shana.

Chapter 4

    Without thinking, I offer to give Jade a
ride home. I forget that it’s not just Jade though, but also her
mountains of equipment that need to leave the premises. After
spending an hour playing a tedious game of Tetris to get the amp
and subs into the trunk of the Camaro, we’re ready to head off.
    Waiting for Jade to stop talking is another
story. I lean against the Camaro, tapping my leg impatiently. I’m
sober, it’s almost three in the damn morning and, did I mention,
I’m still sober. Which means I will stay awake for the rest of the
night, and I will have no option but to think. Think about Shana,
and about how I’m fucking wasting my life. About all of things that
I work so hard to keep at the back of mind.
    I’m about to walk back into the club to
carry Jade out, when my phone vibrates in my pocket.
    EMMANUEL CALLING lights up on the screen.
    “Yo!” I answer.
    “Jay, can you come get me? The boys haven’t
shown up yet,” Emmanuel says. The words run together as they leave
his mouth. He’s either extremely high, extremely drunk or extremely
both.
    “Are you still at the warehouse? What the
fuck are you still doing there?” I ask.
    “I just told you, my ride never showed.
Besides, these guys are okay to hang with!” The guys in the
background cheer at his reply.
    I sigh into the phone. “Let me drop Jade
off, I’ll be there after.”
    “Hurry the hell up man!” he says before
ending the call.
    Jade saunters over to the car. I shoot her
an annoyed glare “What!” she laughs. “I was networking.”
    “Get your ass in the car!” I huff, walking
over to the driver’s side.
    Jade stays mum as we drive. And given that
she’s a motor mouth, I know instantly something’s up. There must be
something she wants to talk to me about, but doesn’t know how to
bring up.
    Eventually, she can’t stay silent any
longer. “So… I haven’t seen too much of you recently,” Jade says
quietly.
    “I’ve been around,” I say, my eyes not
leaving the road. Our mutual history with Shana and the pain we
both felt when she left drove a wedge between us two years ago, one
that has been slow to dissipate. It’s as if we remind each other of
losing her.
    “I know, I’ve heard,” she
replies. I wait to hear the teasing lilt in her voice. There isn’t one . “Have
you ever considered going to find her?” The question leaves her
mouth cautiously.
    “What the hell for?” I ask laughing
sarcastically. “Why the hell would I look for someone who clearly
doesn’t want to be found? Who obviously didn’t give enough of a
shit about either of us to even bother saying goodbye? You honestly
want me to start some kind of search and rescue? After all this
time?” My fingers grip the steering wheel. Jade knows how much I
hate to talk about this shit.
    “I mean that we should hire someone to find
out if she’s okay. I just want to know that she’s okay,” Jade says
quietly. “And I think it may be good for you too. Some
closure.”
    Jade says quiet for a moment longer. She
knows me well enough to know that planting the idea was all she
really needed to do. “And I haven’t said thank you yet for not
fucking my emcee!” she laughs.
    “What makes you think I didn’t?” I ask with
a sly grin.
    “Oh my god!” Jade yelps. “You are such a man
whore! But you’d better be careful messing with that one. She’s a
man eater.”
    “Then you can call me the fucking buffet!” I
laugh.
    I drop Jade and her trunkful of music
equipment off