if he did the usual which was make Ashby scream his name till she was hoarse. Maybe it would make Casey be jealous or would she even care? Casey knew already he was a shit so would this solidify that? There was only one way to find out.
Carter and Ashby cruised down Gulf Boulevard towards a dance club called "Screamers." It was dark, hot, and crawling with bodies rubbing against each other on the dance floor. Perfect setting to get Ashby all hot and bothered for his plan. They made their way to the bar. A few people spotted Carter and went up to him shaking his hand and congratulating him on the success of Luminosity. A few actually grabbed cocktail napkins and pens and asked for his autograph. He was more than happy to oblige. He glanced over at Ashby and she looked at him through hooded, lustful eyes. He was going to keep her that way for a little longer while he mingled with the patrons of Screamers. The manager Ross came over to him to buy him a drink and a shot.
"Well, welcome back to Indian Shores Carter London." He extended his hand to Carter and gave him a bro hug. "Man, it's great to see you. I heard the tour was fantastic. Are you glad to be home?"
"Ross, good seeing you man. Yes. I'm glad to be home now anyway. We go back out in a few weeks to finish the East Coast leg of the tour."
"Wow, man. How long is that?"
"Three months. We go to Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Atlanta, Orlando, and finish here at The Hard Rock in Tampa. Then back in the studio, hopefully." Carter took a long sip of his beer. The people surrounding him were mesmerized by his schedule.
"Full plate you got there. Glad to see it's all working out for you. How's Tommy? Last I heard, he did a stint in rehab before you went on tour." Carter cringed at the memory of those times. The detox. He and Casey staying up for hours helping him. Thank God for Casey's nursing skills.
9 months ago
Carter stood over Tommy passed out in the parking lot of Beach Bums. They were there celebrating getting their big break and going on tour with a Grammy winning band. Rehearsals would start in five weeks and the tour would take them to the West Coast and then to Vegas for a few shows. It was going to be a dream come true except for the fact that Carter was forced to leave Casey. A whole group of people were there. Friends, Casey's brother Chris, Carter's mom, his brother Domenic and his wife Eva. The manager of Beach Bums, Gary, wanted to give them this little party since it helped his business, the bigger they got, and not to mention that it was at Beach Bums where they got their start. There was an electricity in the air. Carter was never happier. Everyone he loved was there, especially Casey. They were all seated at a few large, long tables near one of the bars. Everyone sat around talking, drinking, and laughing. Casey was her usual adorable self. She stuck close to Carter, chatting with his mom Jane who loved Casey to pieces.
"So Casey, my dear, can you believe my boys are leaving us for six whole months?" The boys she was referring to were Carter and Tommy. When Tommy's parents were killed, Jane took Tommy in and became an instant parent to him. Always watching what he ate, what he drank, that he did his homework, had a warm bed and fresh laundry. Casey gave Jane a reassuring hug.
"I know, Jane. I'm so proud of them and I can't believe I won't see that handsome face for six months. What's a girl to do?" Jane bent into Casey's ear and whispered, "Well you know you could marry him and go along for the ride." She winked at her. Casey blushed slightly.
"We all know that would never be Jane. He's like another brother to me. We stumbled down that path a long time ago and we hit a dead end." Carter spotted them whispering back and forth and looked at them with a puzzled smirk on his face. He made his way over to them and lifted Casey's tiny body out of her chair, startling her and sat down plopping her on his lap.
"OK, you two. That little conversation
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