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Lindsey came up to join us. “We pride ourselves on staying in contact with our fans. Most of the bigger acts don’t do that or they charge exorbitant fees for it. We’re not going to show fear, and we’re going to prove to whoever this is that we aren’t going to be cowed.”
“Yeah, well, you’re not the one going in there,” Cooper said darkly.
“If I hadn’t just done the last one, I would. And turning Jamie loose right now isn’t the best option.”
“Definitely not.” Noah’s voice was tight with anger.
“And Zane is definitely off the list with his current media attention. And Cooper, while charming, isn’t quite delicate enough to do it alone.”
Cooper folded his arms and stood next to me. “Not sure anyone has used that word for me.”
“Unless we’re talking about your tong—” I flushed. “Yeah, we’re just going to pretend I didn’t open my mouth. Besides, I like doing them. And I really want to.”
“It’s no worse than the stage. Your people will be there.” Lindsey came over and looped an arm around me. “Bailey will take care of her too.”
“Oh, she’s a sweetheart.”
Noah lifted a clipboard. “Bailey Gilbert? Head of the fan club and your liaison?”
Lindsey nodded. “She’s sweet. She’s been with us since the beginning.”
“The perfect mole,” Noah muttered.
“If we think this way with everyone, we’ll never get out of freaking bed.” I stomped toward Noah. “I get that you are the reality check that all of us needs, but you,” I turned to Cooper, “and you cannot keep us in glass bubbles. If we’re off tour, we’re just as vulnerable. At least on tour we’re all together. The only way we’re going to get through this is together.”
Noah folded his arms around his clipboard. “Point made, shortcake.”
“You ruined that by using a little sister name.”
Noah gave a rare half-grin. “Take what you can get.” He nodded to one of the extra security guys standing at the front of the bus. “All right, let’s roll.”
I turned back to Cooper and gripped his near-vibrating forearms. “Stop. I’m going to be fine. Then we all can play Monopoly tonight.”
Cooper sighed. “Jamie always wins.”
“Jamie is a shark,” Lindsey said as she dropped into a corner of the U-shaped couch. She pulled a glittery purple guitar into her lap.
“Where is she anyway?”
“Sleeping.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Teagan.”
“Coming.” I stopped beside Cooper and gave him a quick kiss. “I’ll check in. Keep your phone on.”
He gripped my hip then looked over at Noah before he covered my mouth in a stupidly hot kiss. Finally, he stepped back. “See you in ninety minutes.”
Twenty-Two
Noah’s version of security was fairly hardcore. I was expecting him to stick me into a laundry basket and roll me into the venue incognito like the bands fr
om the eighties. Surprisingly, he led me to the front entrance with me flanked by four guys all over six feet.
My heart raced a bit as we headed for the stairs to the Philadelphia arena. It was a massive place that housed sports franchises and music aplenty. Today, the parking lot was nearly empty save for one lot. Our music pumped out of speakers, and a crowd of people were tailgating.
Posters, streamers, cars slathered in window markers—it was a free for all of uber fans. And because we were inconspicuous—yeah, right—we got noticed.
