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these guys though he couldn’t come out and say he missed them. Maybe to his little brother, but not to the others. They would never let him live it down.
    “It’s about time you show up, asshole,” Tom jeered, throwing a peanut at him.
    Yup. Just a little pissed off.
    Spotting the beer vendor, Marc hailed him over to get his friends some beers. “Hey, I come with beer.”
    Mumblings of forgiveness could be heard as Marc shelled out money for six beers. “Not bad, man. So, what was the deal this morning? Who’s the owner of that nice black Jeep?”
    Marc didn’t know what was going on with Lizzie, but he wanted something with her and knew if he said anything right now that might not happen. “Tom, I don’t kiss and tell.”
    “So there was kissing involved?” Tom said, taking a beer from Marc.
    Marc raised an eyebrow. That’s all he’d give his friends, then took his seat.
    He endured the ribs from his friends with a happy smile. The day was warm and the beer man kept coming around to them. The guys joked around, yelling at the umpire and the Sox players. A good ol’ time, Marc thought as he chewed the bite of hot dog he’d just taken.
    “So,” Marc spoke, turning towards his brother and his bandmates, “how is the album going?”
    All three of them grinned big and wide.
    “Great. We just finished the video for the first song which should be releasing in the next couple weeks,” Marty answered.
    “That’s fuckin’ awesome,” Marc replied, so stoked for them.
    “We’re going on a small tour starting this fall,” Clark added.
    “Damn!”
    Years they’ve been at this and all their hard work was finally starting to pay off.
    “Soon, we’ll be able to say ‘we knew them when . . . ’” Ollie joked. “The ladies will love that.”
    All of them laughed at that.
    “So, speaking of ladies, how’s Mia?” Tom asked.
    Marc was curious too. Despite texting with her somewhat often, it hadn’t given him much info about her. A big change going from talking daily to maybe weekly.
    “She’s off with Ethan. He was at the airport last night to pick her up,” Todd informed them. Mia had scored big that weekend they got offered the record contract. She also wound up with football’s hottest quarterback. Though he meant “hottest” in terms of the way Ethan played. Mia and millions of women across the country thought in terms of his sex appeal.
    “So how long do I have to wait to see her before she comes up for air?” Marc asked.
    “Training camp?” Clark guessed.
    “More than likely. She’s got it bad for Ethan,” Todd chuckled.
    Around the fifth inning, Clark, Marty, and Todd left to use the restroom in order to “make room for more beer,” leaving Marc with Tom and Ollie. Marc wanted to take advantage of this time to ask some questions about Lizzie without having to explain things to the others as to why.
    “So, Tom, when did Lizzie return to town?” Marc asked.
    “Not too long ago. I didn’t have much time to talk to her. Molly has the eyes of a hawk and kept showing up whenever I was with Lizzie. Seriously annoying. I felt bad that I couldn’t hang with her.”
    “It’s okay, Pooh bear,” Ollie ragged. “Marc seemed to keep her company for you.”
    Marc burst out laughing at Ollie’s jibe. Tom glared at them both.
    “Shut the fuck up, both of you,” Tom yelled before shouting out for the beer vendor. “Two,” he called out, holding out his money.
    “Yo, dude, there’s three of us here,” Ollie complained.
    “These are for me. You assholes are on your own,” Tom replied with a laugh.

    Pulling into Lizzie’s driveway, Marc couldn’t really recall the trip from Wrigley. It was a freaking blur. But the sight in front of him was crystal clear—Lizzie standing in her yard in her sexy cutoffs and pink tank top, her hair piled high on the top of her head, showcasing her neck and the love bites he’d left there.
    She smiled over at him, her head tilting to the