Chapter 6Mars
February 21
Maybe because they’d already said so many things, neither of them even mentioned sleeping arrangements. They cleaned up a little, went back to bed, and crashed. Sleeping with a new person could be weird, just like kissing a new person; Mars had plenty of stories about guys who were impossible to sleep with. He wouldn’t have one of those stories about this night, because he slept like a rock. Woke up first, which was kind of a relief, since he needed to swing by his place before heading to the recording studio. He moved quietly, getting dressed, then finding the notepad that was always somewhere in a room like this. Writing a short note, nothing too mushy. After signing it he remembered something and squeezed in: Scott’s playing with the Rogues tonight, I’m plann
