Stevie was feeling a bit nauseous as they drove. The bumps on the road weren't making it any better. She set the feeling aside, trying to focus on something else.
"Where are we going first?"
"Our next show is in San Francisco." Lindsey told her. "We'll be there by tonight."
Stevie felt a tingle run through her. She'd always wanted to go to the city, excitement bubbling through her. "How long will we be there?"
Lindsey's mouth twisted, his eyebrows scrunching together. "Two days I think. Hey, Javi!" He called out.
"What's up?" They heard his voice from one of the bunks in the back.
"Are we in San Fran for two days or one?" Lindsey yelled back.
"Two!"
Lindsey grinned over at Stevie, shrugging. "I guess it's two days."
Stevie nodded, twiddling her fingers. "I'm getting kind of tired."
It wasn't a lie. It was going on three am, way later than what she was used to.
"I think I'm going to head to bed."
"I'll come with you." Lindsey stood, Stevie freezing. He held out his hand for her.
"Oh....ok." She hesitantly took his hand, letting him lead her to their room. Digging through her bag, Stevie pulled out a tank top and a pair of pajama shorts to sleep in. She turned around, her eyes bulging seeing Lindsey naked as he changed himself.
She quickly turned around, her cheeks burning. "I'm going to go change in the bathroom."
"Ok." Lindsey shrugged as he tugged on a pair of boxers. "Not like I haven't seen it before."
Stevie's cheeks grew even redder, leaving the room. She opened the door next to her and stepped in to the tiny bathroom. There was barely room to step two feet let alone change; but she managed. Her eyes fixated on herself in the small, rectangular mirror that hung above the sink.
"Do not be a wuss." She spoke to herself. "You are fun. You are adventurous. This is what you wanted." Stevie gave herself a pep talk, taking a deep breath.
Gathering her clothes, she stepped out of the bathroom and entered their room. She set her clothes in the corner; which had become the dirty clothes corner given Lindsey's dirty one's already piled there.
She looked up at Lindsey, finding him starring at her, a grin on his face.
"Do you want to smoke?" He held up the joint between his fingers.
"Yeah, that would be nice." It really would be. She needed something to take the edge off, thankful for the invitation. She sank down on the bed. Seeing Lindsey was already under the covers, she stayed on top of them. She sat cross legged on the bed, Lindsey sitting up against the wall.
He reached behind him and pushed the window open, a breeze instantly hitting both of them. She could hear the wind as they drove down the highway, hear the sound of other cars zooming by them.
Reaching for a lighter, he sparked the joint up. The smell of pot instantly filled the room, Stevie watching fascinated as the smoke gracefully left his mouth. He handed it towards her, Stevie taking a long drag and letting the smoke out slowly.
Lindsey starred at her shamelessly, feeling himself grow hard. "That was really hot."
Stevie laughed, shaking her head. "I wasn't even doing anything."
