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

smooth talking singer in a rock band, but the truth is my layers go quite a bit deeper too.” 
    “Humph. We’ll see about that,” she smarts, hiding the evidence as Sophie approaches. “How’s my little man doing?” 
    Sophie smiles, “He’ll live. The kids were firing up the PlayStation when we got in there. I think he’s already forgotten all about it.” She turns her attention on me, her blue eyes reflecting the dark gray of the clouds rolling in. “I figured you’d have ran for the hills by now.” 
    Darting my eyes in Markita’s direction, I smile. “Not yet. I do need to head to sound check, but I wanted to at least say goodbye first.” 
    “Oh, okay then. I’ll show you out.” She glances back at Markita. “I’m beat. I already said my goodbyes to Marcus. I think I’m going to head home and take a nap fit for a hibernating bear. See you tomorrow?” 
    “Actually, you think you can give me a ride?” Markita questions, smirking in my direction. “I think I had a few more than I realized.”
    “Sure. Of course!” Sophie steps closer to the picnic table. “Need me to help you up or you got it?”
    “Walking shouldn’t be an issue,” she replies. “I just probably shouldn’t get behind the wheel. I’ll walk with you guys and make my rounds while we look for Lace.”

I’ ll be Missing You

Sophie 
     
    “Come on,” Lacey whines. “You practically live at Tony’s. What’s one more shift?” 
    “You do realize this is my first night alone in over a year? I’m not giving that up for yet another shift at the bar. I’m exhausted. I’m going home, taking a bath, eating a cheap frozen meal because it’s all that I have, and going to bed.”
    “Oh my God,” she growls. “You’re really going to make me give up my last night with Tag so that you can act like an old woman? Just cover my shift, Country. I’ll owe you one.” 
    “I love you, Lacey, but the answer is still no. You do realize you’ve known him all of sixteen hours, right? I think you’ll survive.”
    “He’s the one. I can feel it.”
    “That’s what you say about every guy you sleep with,” I point out.
    “Tag’s different than all of them. He’s like no man I’ve ever known before. We have a connection. It’s too real to be meaningless.”
    “Mmm hmm,” I reply, skeptically. “Well, connection or not, the point is he gets on the tour bus tomorrow and you’re never seeing him again. Let it go.”
    “Hater,” she quips, storming back toward our newly formed group.
    Shaking my head, I give her a few steps before following behind. The truth is, I’ve covered for Lacey more times than I can count. Never once has she returned the favor. Not when Marcus had the stomach virus and was puking all over my house, not when he fell off the crappy playground equipment at the park and broke his arm. Not even the day he asked me where his daddy was, and I had to have the hardest conversation of my life, a tearful discussion on life and death and trying to find meaning in it all. As far as I’m concerned Lacey can miss out on getting laid in order for me to catch some sleep.
    “Well Country needs her beauty rest,” Lacey sighs, cutting her eyes at me as I approach. “So, I guess you’ll have to ride to sound check with her so I can try to find someone else to cover me. Maybe I’ll just puke in the bathroom an hour into my shift. That’ll give me plenty of time to make it home, change, and get there in time for curtain.”
    I shake my head. “If you need a ride, Tag, I’ll take you. I’m heading that way anyway.”
    “Sure,” he shrugs, leaning down and giving Lacey what could very well be the most grotesque public display of affection known to mankind.
    Uncomfortable with the sound of their tongues rolling into one another’s mouth, I unlock the door to my car. Smacked in the face with the breath stealing hot air, I place my key in the ignition. On the first try, I’m rewarded with a loud thud. On