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where Angel had been
conceived.
     
    "Yeah, I was just about to go...I was just
worried about you," he said with a frown. "You sure you're going to
be okay?"
     
    "Stop worrying, as long as you're taking
care of Angel while we're here, I'll be just fine, I promise," she
told him with a wide smile, then leaned over to kiss his cheek. "I
don't know what'd I'd do without you..."
     
    "You won't ever have to find out, sugar," he
said then pulled her into a hug.
     
    Someone bumped into them, then lifted the
cover on the pork again, and the smell wafted over to her and she
covered her nose, then pulled out of Travis's embrace. She looked
and saw it was Wade Roberts who'd pushed them, his face was flushed
and his eyes glittered angrily.
     
    "Excuse me for interrupting , but I'd
like to get some food," he grated and jerked a bun off of the
platter next to the chafing dish, then spooned a glob of the
barbecue pork on the bun, before slamming the lid down again.
     
    Jess might not be hungry for food, but her
eyes were hungry for the sight of the good looking cowboy,
evidently. Involuntarily they moved from his square jaw, over his
broad shoulders and down the muscular expanse of his back to his
firm ass, then back up. Memories of the night they shared flashed
through her mind like snapshots, and heat zinged through her body,
causing her mouth to dry up as all the moisture in her body flooded
south.
     
    "You done gawking?" he asked harshly,
pinning her with his eyes, then he added, "If so, I need to go eat
before this thing kicks off."
     
    Jess felt her cheeks flush, and swallowed
then said, "I wasn't gawking."
     
    "I beg to differ, darlin'...if you'd have
been staring any harder, my ass would have a brand on it from your
eyes," he said with a smug smile, then he turned and walked
off.
     
    Travis stiffened beside her, and said with
disgust, "God, that guy is such an asshole...I'm definitely having
Denver keep an eye on him."
     
    "No! Travis, just leave it alone..." she
said and put her hand on his shoulder. All she needed was to cause
a brawl here. It was hard enough trying to recover her career,
without wrecking it before it even got off the ground again, by
pissing off a client...ruining their event.
     
    He huffed out a short breath, then shoved a
hand through his spiky blond hair, "Alright, Jess...but be careful
with that guy," he said then kissed her cheek again. "I'm going to
the hotel, break a leg, and I'll see you after the show."
     
    "Thanks, Travis...give Angel a kiss for me,"
she said with a soft smile, already missing her precious
three-month-old little daughter.
     
    Although she usually stuck to water when she
worked, because beer tightened up her vocal chords, Jess decided
she would get that beer to settle her nerves, before she took the
stage. Quickly, she headed over to the bar and then downed a cold
beer, before heading toward the stage to get ready. She still
needed to change her shirt, before show time, so she headed
backstage and stepped behind a curtain, then lifted the wet t-shirt
over her head. The cool air on her skin felt so good, she almost
didn't want to put another shirt on.
     
    She stood there for a moment cooling off,
then reached down into her duffle for the shirt she'd brought for
the show, a fire engine red halter with a rhinestone buckle between
her breasts. Jess was thankful for the Goodwill store in Dallas,
because she'd found a lot of show clothes there...if not for them,
she'd probably be wearing t-shirts for all her shows. Jess had
better use for her money these days, other than flashy show
clothes...diapers, formula and cute little dresses for Angel were
her priority now.
     
    They wouldn't have to worry about money soon
though, because Jess was determined to restart her career, and her
brother was helping. She'd already had some interest from a couple
of labels, he'd contacted. Travis was acting as her manager right
now, since she couldn't afford a real one, and was doing a good job
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