River and Gabe let me sleep on the sofa that night, although we talked so much that we hardly slept. By the time we got back to the bus, it was nearly noon. Another incredible night with the Fiery Boys.
Gabe found a number of articles about our phantom threesome, and he showed them to us on the bus's living room screen. Because of my earlier public display with Chuck, most articles threw him into the mix too, declaring that the contest winner had scored with three Fiery Boys in a single night. The fans seemed quite proud of me. We didn't bother to look up Inferna's reaction.
In addition to now being an established Fiery Boys tramp, I was also getting some attention for my stage presence during "Fiery Life." A viral fan video had captured one of my wilder dance moves, and everyone was citing this little act as the siren song of a horny groupie. Male fans called it my CWILF dance, referring to their earlier acronym about my desirability. And everyone was declaring me the winner of much more than a simple contest.
Jason climbed onto the bus and stepped in front of the screen. His scowl reminded me that all was not well in bandville. "You!" He pointed at me, his hand shaking angrily. I knew what was coming, and it wasn't about River and Gabe. "Pack your shit and get off my bus."
Given that I hadn't done any of the things he thought I had, I figured I might have a chance at redemption. "It's not what you think, Jason. I didn't do anything with Chuck."
"Bullshit. You and Chuck were all over each other at that press meet. And everyone saw you two run back to the bus like naughty school children. I warned you not to fuck him, but you didn't listen. Now everyone's talking about it." He stepped closer to where I sat on the sofa. "Out!"
"It's not my fault he kissed me. You know how horny he is. But we did not have sex. Ask him yourself if you don't believe me."
Chuck chose this moment to come into the living room. "She's right, Jason. Didn't happen. As much as I wanted it, Annalisa is still a Chuck-virgin."
That stopped Jason. He squinted at Chuck for a second. "You're defending her? Why?"
Chuck shrugged. "Because it's the truth. She's okay by me. And she was a good sport at the press meet." He stepped closer to Jason. "Let her stay. She'll be gone in a few days anyway."
"But the fans. . ." Jason trailed off when he saw Gabe shaking his head. "What?"