On the way back to her apartment, Bree chatted about the different musicians, trying to get Trent’s thoughts. He was mostly quiet, giving one or two word answers, but he had a small smile on his face, so she didn’t think he was mad about anything. It wasn’t as if something bad had happened. She just wondered if he’d noticed that she’d noticed Zach and was hoping he’d just say something about it already if he had so that she would be put out of her misery.
It wasn’t until they got back to her apartment and she’d gotten her guitar out to practice that Trent sat down across from her and asked, “Can you play ‘Eruption’?”
Bree raised an eyebrow. “Uh… no, not even a little bit.” She laughed, and Trent did, too. “Do you have any idea how hard that song is?”
“I could probably play it. If I had more tattoos.”
“Oh, is that the key?’ she asked, giggling.
