Rock and Roll Country (Jesse's Girl #1) Read Online Free PDF

bleeding, and then you can have a Drumstick. Sound good?”
    “Mmmhmm,” he whines.
    “Okay,” I whisper, kissing the tears from his cheeks. Turning my head over my shoulder, I make it a point to meet Jesse’s eyes. “I’m sorry.”
     

Jesse 
     
    Heart sinking in my chest, I watch as she walks through the backdoor with her child in tow. Child . Of all the ideas I’ve already formed about Sophie Westbrook, the idea of her as a mother has never crossed my mind. Yet, a mother she is and there’s nothing I can do about it. Nothing, except run away at least. 
    I’ve learned a thing or two since making myself over into Jesse Lee. One, never get involved with a single mother. Two, hit it and quit it is a game best played when both parties understand the rules. Single mothers don’t understand. To them there is no I. It’s always we , her and her child. Even though I know Sophie will be no different, I can’t make myself turn away. 
    “You look like you could use another,” Markita says, snapping me out of my own thoughts. 
    “Probably shouldn’t,” I reply. “I’d better find Tag and start heading to sound check.” 
    “Just one more,” she says, feeling under the table and holding up a flask. “Something stronger this time.” 
    “If you insist,” I answer, doing my best to ignore the feeling someone’s just punched me in the gut. 
    Unscrewing the cap, Markita takes a hit, puckering up her lips as whatever is inside makes its way down. Taking the bottle from her extended arm, I take a deep drink. Too numb to feel the sting of the liquor, I have another before passing it back to her. 
    “My nephew’s pretty cute, huh?”  She questions. 
    I nod. “Cute indeed.” 
    Hopping up onto the tabletop, she states. “So, I’m going to give it to you straight. Country’s business belongs to her. I’m not going to give you any details about her, Marcus, or her relationship with my brother for that matter. I can tell by the look on your face, however, that Lacey didn’t explain any of this to you. Not surprising. Today’s a day to celebrate TJ’s life. My parents have been throwing the barbecue since he died. Marcus never got to meet him, so it’s good for him to experience him this way.” 
    Dumbfounded, I stare at the ground. “Right. Well, that would explain things.”
    “Yeah, Country’s not had it easy. My advice? Don’t make it any harder on her. No matter how much hell I give her over it, I admire the sacrifices she’s willing to make for that kid. She deserves the real deal. That’s not you. I can see it in your eyes.” 
    “How can you be so sure?” I question. “You have no clue who I am, who I want to be. I’m not even sure I have the faintest idea about that.” 
    She shrugs. “Well in my opinion its best you leave Sophie alone until you figure it out. She’s had enough instability in her life. She needs someone solid.” 
    I look over at the back door where Sophie’s just beginning to make her way back. 
    “No offense, but who are you to say what Sophie needs in her life. Maybe what she needs is to get lost in someone just as off course as she is so they can find their way together. Have you considered that as an option?” 
    Brow furrowed, Markita takes another hit from her flask. “You’ve known her for what? Five minutes. I’ve known her since she was sixteen. That girl is like a little sister to me. You may think you’re cool with your fly by night, punk rock attitude, but I’m not buying it. Sophie needs someone who wants more than one night with the waitress who turned him down.” 
    Unable to stop the laughter from rising, I chuckle. “One. I’m not punk rock. I’m alternative. Two. Who says I can’t be exactly what she needs? Look, you’re protective. I get it. All I’m saying is you don’t know me, just as much as I don’t know you. If given the chance I’m pretty sure I could surprise you. I may have a reputation for being just another