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“I hope you’re ready to put your actor’s hat on because they want you to do the show.” Her voice was filled with excitement.
“Great.” I couldn’t manage to muster up much enthusiasm since working in television was usually a slog of hurry up and wait.
“Wow, lots of excitement in there,” she said dryly.
“Sorry. I’m excited, just in the middle of something,” I lied.
“All right. Well, I’ll email you the contract. I know you’ll want Madeline to look at it, and we’ll talk tomorrow.” Madeline was my attorney.
“Thanks, Lorelei.”
After doing a couple of commercials, I’d decided I had no interest in acting, but Lorelei had been pushing, and after Carter’s death, it occurred to me it might be smart to have alternate revenue streams.
Not that I would ever be hurting for money unless I did something stupid.
I’d made a lot, invested a ton, and would continue to make money from album sales for a long time.
No, money wasn’t something I worried about.
Boredom, however, was on my mind constantly.
Because I was already bored.
Once the shock of Carter’s death and the subsequent grieving had started to let up, boredom set in hard.
I wasn’t used to being at home for any length of time. Even after a visit to Vancouver to see my mother, a trip to Fort Lauderdale to spend time with my older brother, and a week in Hawaii with Cheyenne, I was restless. The timing for a European tour couldn’t have been better, but even if everything went well, it was still October and we weren’t leaving for two more months.
What the hell was I going to do for two months?
There would be rehearsals for the tour, and we’d been writing some new music, but that wouldn’t take two full months. So doing a few episodes of a television show would keep me occupied, which would be a blessing, no matter how irritating it was to be on set for a week or two.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me lately, but I wasn’t stupid.
Carter’s death had impacted all of us, made us realize that we not only needed each other, but that life was surprisingly short. Even at thirty, with all the fame and money a guy could ask for, something was missing.
And I’d finally realized it was time for me to figure out what it was.
4
Devyn
Onyx Knight had given me four days to learn ten songs.
On top of work and keeping an eye on my great-grandmother.
Luckily, I already knew most of them, but it still annoyed me.
They knew I had another job, and we’d worked until after midnight twice this week, but my lack of sleep obviously wasn’t their problem.
Part of me wanted to tell them to go fuck themselves, that I didn’t care if I got the gig or not.
But that would have been a lie.
Who wouldn’t want to join the biggest name in rock and roll in decades?
They were amazing, talented, successful musicians, and anyone who joined their ranks stood to make a fortune.
I didn’t know who I was up against, since they’d said it was down to two of us, but I already knew I was better simply because I was one of the best. There was no arrogance in that statement. I was talented and had worked my ass off to get where I was. That was why I had more work than I had time for. My schedule was booked for the next two years at the studio, and I picked up extra gigs anytime I wanted them.
