Chapter 107: OVERWHELMED: VALERIE

Flynn wiped his eyes with the backs of his hands, and it was only then I realized he was crying.

"Jesus, what in hell's has gotten into you, Flynn? If it's about the money..."

"Fuck the money! I don't care about money. How did you even begin to pull that together?"

"Okay, so you're angry with me? I get it, but you need to get your butt back into that studio and be thankful for all the work those guys have done. While you've been lying in your bed at night enjoying me, they've left wives and girlfriends in order to put all that expensive shit together for you and your band."

Flynn stood motionless and stared like a helpless child, "You just don't get it do you?"

"Get what? Excuse me if I'm missing - "

"Valerie, no one has ever done anything for me in my life since my Mom died. No one, then you pull all this shit? This unbelievable... fuck... everything..." he stammered.