Platinum (All That Glitters #3)(53)
And my boyfriend is now a music god.
It went that well?
Yeah. He’s signing autographs and speaking with management right now with Chloe. It’s great.
You sound so enthused. #rollseyes
I am happy for him.
Yeah, but you’re not happy about it.
I’m worried. You dated a movie star. You must know what it’s like. Obviously, Damon’s not at that level right now, but what if that happens, Bri?
Fame is different. If anyone knows that, it’s me. But nothing bad has happened yet, so don’t wish it into existence. The more you freak out over it, the more you’re going to put that out into the world. Damon likes you. He’s been chasing you since you two met. He wouldn’t do anything stupid to jeopardize that.
Yeah. You’re right.
Damn straight I’m right. And just remember, you’re a rock star already, and he knows it. Plus, I’d send E and Pace and the rest of the football team to beat his ass if he stepped out of line.
Trihn laughed and shook her head. Of course she would.
Thanks, B.
What felt like hours later, Damon and Chloe finally came back to where Trihn had been standing restlessly. They both looked completely energized from the events that had unfolded. Trihn crossed and uncrossed her arms as they approached, laughing like old friends.
Trihn forced a smile onto her face. “Hey! How did it go?”
“Great!” Chloe said. “So, so amazing!”
Damon nodded. “Pretty awesome. I’ve been on the Internet with Chloe for a day, and people already know who I am.”
“As they should,” Trihn told him.
“I’m so glad that both of you could be here tonight,” Chloe said. “This was so much fun for me. It was even better than a regular show.”
“Anytime,” Damon said. “Where are you headed to next?”
“Phoenix, I think. Then, Dallas and Austin, and then we’re ending this leg of the tour in New Orleans. And I’m finishing up the new record. Once it releases, I’ll have so much more music for the summer tour.”
“Busy,” Trihn said.
“Yeah, well, that’s the music industry—produce, promote, and tour.” Chloe shrugged. “After this next tour though, I want to do another movie. The studio’s not going to like hearing that, but I miss acting.”
“Sounds like a rough life,” Trihn joked.
“Harder than it looks.”
“But with crowds like that, totally worth it,” Damon said.
Chloe nodded. “Completely. Well, I’ll let you two head out. You have my number, right?”
“Yeah, I got it,” Damon said.
“Cool. I’ll be in touch if I hear anything.”
“Sounds good.”
Chloe hugged them both before strolling off to her dressing room.
“In touch about what?” Trihn asked as they walked through the back exit to Damon’s car.
“I spoke with her manager and some other music people who were there for the show. Nothing is set in stone, but they want some samples of my music.”
“Really?” she gasped. “Are they going to sign you?”
“It kind of sounded like they were interested in at least hearing what else I’ve done. A record deal would be…out of this world. Chloe thinks it could happen. She kept telling them to sign me on the spot,” he admitted.
“Wow. That was…nice of her. She believes in you that much?”
“Enough to pull me onstage for her own concert, so I’d say yeah,” Damon said. He unlocked the car, and they both sank into the seats. “It would be epic, but I’m not getting my hopes up. Either way, it was incredible to play live on that stage. A dream come true.”
“I’m glad I could see it.”
“If I had it my way,” he said, speeding out of the parking lot and away from the Strip, “I’d have your beautiful face at every one of my shows.”
Trihn lit up at his comment. “So, what are you going to do now?”
Damon shrugged. “Wait.”
“YOU HAVE GOOD CLEAN LINES,” Teena Hart said, examining the clothing samples that Trihn had put together.
“Thank you.” Trihn wrung her hands in front of herself as Teena swept through the various designs. They weren’t all finished. They were just the shells of what she was going to have as final pieces to fit to her models.
“What is your inspiration for the line?”
“My inspiration?”
“Yes,” Teena said. “There seems to be a theme among your work. If you don’t have a speech on what inspires you, then you’re already lost.”
Trihn pulled herself together. With all the stuff that had been happening with Damon, she had been so out of it with her own work. Focusing on her art was the thing that had gotten her through a lot of ups and downs. She needed to continue to focus on it if she wanted to win that fashion show—even though she thought it was highly unlikely.
“My inspiration for the line comes from my diverse background in New York City and the nightlife around the world. I wanted to make a fluid line that went from everyday wear and straight to the club. These are clothes that can be worn on a runway or the Strip or in Central Park.”