“I still work in the music biz.”
“Still?”
“Yeah, I’ve been workin’ with my grandma as long as I can remember. She owns a talent agency.”
“Wow, that’s big.”
Lyric laughed again. “Yeah, it’s big, but that isn’t all I do.”
“It isn’t?”
“Nah. I’m also a vet tech, althoug
h I don’t have as much time to do that as I’d like.’’
“You’re kidding. How old are you?”
When Lyric told her she was her age, Blythe wanted to crawl into a hole.
“You’ve done so much with your life, and me? I haven’t done jack shit with mine.”
“Well, maybe you oughta find somethin’ that interests you.”
“Easier said than done. Anyway, let’s change the subject back to the vet business. Renie, the one I was telling you about, who’s engaged to Billy, she’s going to CSU to get a degree as a large animal vet.”
“Cool! That’ll give me more to talk to her and Billy about. You’re awesome, Blythe.”
“I don’t know about that. I have awesome friends, that’s the extent of my awesomeness.”
“I don’t believe that for a minute. You’ll figure it out. I got a feelin’ about you.”
Jace watched Blythe talk to the girl at the bar. It looked like they were having a good time. He’d started to feel guilty about talking with the guys, but every time he looked over she was talking and smiling.
He walked over to where she sat, stood behind her, and put his arm around her waist.
“Havin’ a good time, darlin’?”
“I am. This is Lyric. Lyric this is Jace Rice.”
“Nice to meet you, Jace. I was trying to talk Blythe into getting me an interview with Billy Patterson. Maybe you can help me with that.”
“Lyric, such a unique name. It sounds familiar—”
“RodeoChat,” she answered before he could ask.
“That’s right. Lyric. Wow! It’s nice to meet you. I’ve seen some of your interviews. Good stuff. And yeah, I’m sure Billy would be willing.”
“Cool! I’m gonna get goin’. Big week ahead of me an’ all. It was great talkin’ to you, Blythe. Will you be up at the National Western?”
“All week,” Jace answered for her.
Lyric handed her a card. “This has my cell number on it. Call me tomorrow, okay? I wanna talk to you more, Blythe. I’ve got some ideas I wanna run by you.”
“Me? Uh, okay. I’m not sure why you’d want to talk to me, but yeah, I’ll call you.”
“You made a friend,” Jace said, whisking her out on the dance floor just in time for a slow song.
“She was fun to talk to. I hope Billy isn’t mad at us for practically committing him to an interview.”