Coincidence -Omaha Boys-

"Let's do it again?"

Tiffany Johnson

I waited outside my hotel for Sam. He said he'd drive me to a the show and it's not like I can drive right now with my leg. Soon he pulled up and I got in giving him a smile and a hello and he returned it.

As he drove off he asked, "How's hotel life?"

"Fine." I shrugged. "I was looking at places online earlier, Wes helped."

"You and Wes a thing now?" He asked.

"No," I laughed.

"That was a stupid question," he shook his head. "You and G still have something going on."

"Why do you think that?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

He stayed looking at the road but glanced at me giving me a 'really' look. "I'm not stupid, your brother and Nate are either, something obviously happened when he went over yesterday." He stated. "I mean it wasn't like he was gone for half the day." He sarcastically stated.

"Nothing happened and nothing is going to." I said, mainly trying to assure myself.

"Mhm," he hummed not believing it for a moment.

I sighed, "We slept together." I mumbled quickly.

"What was that?" He asked not catching it.

"We slept together." I said quickly.

"You did!" He said louder than needed.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Damn, I thought he went over and you guys talked everything through and food or some shit." He stayed. "Not you guys fucked then had 'after sex cuddles'." He laughed a little as he pulled up to the stop light.

"Nothing is gonna happen between me and him anymore, it can't." I told Sam, but also told myself. "Me and him aren't good together,"

"Have you told him?" He asked as he turned.

"Yeah, multiple times." I stated. "He wanted to talk after the show but I told him we can't because we aren't good together but I honestly still want him in my life." I sighed and changed the topic quickly. "How is are you and Stass?"

"Fine." He answered with a nod. "I told her she should text you so you two can hang out but she thinks you hate her."

"I don't hate her." I shook my head. "I am just upset with her," I look done and my injured leg; the aftermath of why I am upset with her, and everybody else. "For not telling me, just like I am upset with you too, Sam."

He sighed. "I know, I know and I am so sorry, lil ma."

I cleared my throat, "Okay, let's change the subject." I said.

Soon we pulled up the venue the Jacks' were playing at and got backstage.

"Hey," I gave a smile to both of them. I gave a hug to Johnson and gave Gilinsky an awkward hug.

"We on go in five," Johnson told me and Sam. "But," he smirked.

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows at him.