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Miles rubs his bearded chin. “Weed helps with my anxiety, but I suppose I could try not using it for this tour.”
“If it gets too bad, let me know and we’ll figure out something else. I was just thinking this could be a way to minimize his temptations,” I say.
“It’s a good idea. I’m in. Whatever it takes to make sure Kasen stays clean, I’m all for it,” Miles says.
Tristan nods in agreement just as the bathroom door swings open and Kasen wanders back out to my living room.
“Let’s go practice while Robbie makes lunch. We can talk more tour details later,” Kase says, completely unaware of what we were just discussing.
Miles grabs his sticks, Kasen picks up his bass, and Tristan grabs his guitar from his room, since we live here together. We all meet in the studio, which is a room I converted when I bought the house. Before long, we’re lost to the music, and as I sing into my microphone, I feel a peace settle over me that only comes when I’m singing. The music wraps around us, and it feels more like home than any physical place ever has.
6
The pen scratches across the paper before getting handed off to Trent who’s sitting across from me. Simone beams with pride and excitement as she takes the now-signed contract from Trent and tucks it away in her project folder.
“Well, gentlemen, we can’t wait to see how it all turns out. There’s a lot riding on the success of this documentary, so no pressure.”
Robbie stands and reaches his hand out to shake with Simone. “We’re excited about this opportunity.”
Today was more of a formality with Fletcher, the documentary director and only Robbie and Trent present to represent the band, since the entire band already signed the initial contract. This was an addendum added regarding promotion expectations and finalizing details for filming.
The rest of our team stands from the table and starts to make their exit when Trent’s voice catches my attention.
“You got any plans right now?”
I glance at him to make sure he’s talking to me, and our eyes lock instantly. “Nope, I was just going to take my lunch break.”
His smile grows, lighting up his gorgeous blue eyes. “Perfect. I’m starving and was going to see if you wanted to grab a bite and catch up some more.”
His smile is infectious, and I feel my lips pull up. “Give me two minutes to set my stuff down at my desk. I’ll meet you down in the foyer.”
“Sounds good.”
I exit the room, quickening my pace so I don’t keep him waiting when a tall blonde steps in my way, her eyes alight with glee.
“Simone. What’s up?”
“Did I just overhear Trent Bridger ask you out on a date?”
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
“It’s not what you think.”
“Bullshit it’s not. And while I should be discouraging you from hooking up with someone we’re currently working with, I also can’t blame you because that man is fine with a capital F.”
“I swear, Simone. It’s not like that at all. Trent and I are friends. We grew up together in the same small town in Texas. We’ve known each other too long for me to find him attractive.”
That’s the biggest lie I’ve ever told her, but Simone can be like a dog with a bone when she thinks she’s got the juicy details on gossip. I need to kill that notion immediately.
She stares me down, searching for the lie. I swear she missed her calling working as an FBI interrogator.
“I don’t know whether to be disappointed in you or thrilled that he’s still available.” She arches her brow, her gaze still staring me down like she hopes I’ll crack at any moment and confess my undying love for him.
Not a fucking chance.
Pointing behind her in the direction of my office, I say, “If you don’t mind, I need to drop this off so I can get to lunch.”
As if just now realizing she’s completely blocking my way, she steps aside. “Of course. Don’t want you to be late for your lunch with yourfriend,” she says with a wink.
