“I’m only interested in her guitar skills.” “Which you act like she doesn’t have. Care to explain why you’re keeping her around then?” “Because you know as well as I do we don’t have a choice. You know what Carl is up to. We all know why he chose her.” “So you think you can get her ready in three goddamn months? Toot your own horn much?” Houston’s frustration was palpable at his point, so I leaned forward, eager to go in for the kill. “Just admit it.” “Admit what?” he snapped. “That either she’s a damn good guitarist, or you want her pussy bad enough to risk everything we’ve built. Same as me.
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