Dangerous Hearts: Rock Star Romance, 1 (Lyric & Wolf) by Mia McAdams Read Free Book Online Page B

Enjoy the show.”
    Terese and I walk away and I squeeze her
hand in thanks. She squeezes back knowingly. “How much you want to bet Jenn
winds up in Wolf’s bus after the show?” she whispers.
    I laugh. “She can try, but there won’t be
much time for romping. We leave right after he gets off stage. Which reminds
me, will you help me transfer my stuff from the car? I want to get it over
with.”
    The group of buses are parked close to the
backstage entrance along with the trucks full of gear. The only way I can tell
the difference between the buses is by the slips of paper in each of the
windshields. I’m with the band in Bus #1. The rest of the buses, which belong
to the new opening act, will meet us in Raleigh.
    The transfer is quick and painless, but
I’m disappointed I don’t get to see the inside of the bus yet or pick out my
bunk. I’ll be the last one who gets a say on where I sleep but I cannot be on
the top. When I tried to tell Doug that, he told me I’d have to deal with
whatever was left over, but he would put in a word with the driver, Rory, to
try and save me a spot.
    By the time we get back from the
transfer, the sound check is almost over and Wolf is having a sidebar conversation
with Crawley. Hedge sees us and waves with exaggerated enthusiasm. We roll our
eyes and smile.
    “You girls look dead sexy in our shirts,”
Hedge’s voice booms from the speakers.
    Terese giggles but my eyes catch Wolf’s
light brown ones as he turns his head toward us. We get a nod, and I return it,
telling myself not to act stony. He brings out my defenses. We may have cleared
some things up last week at dinner, but I still want to be clear that I won’t
be one of his conquests. Still, I need to be careful. I’m not trying to make
enemies. Plus, he’s technically my boss.
    I can’t hear what he says before the band
kicks off another melody. This one is unfamiliar but sounds catchy. “Wait until
you hear this new song, babe,” Stryder says into the microphone. I look at
Misty, who's grinning from her seat. She’s clearly smitten. I can understand
why. He’s got the lightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen and the guy knows how to
light up a room with his energy. He is pure rocker, through and through.
    I get excited at the mention of a new
song. There’s nothing I love more than the newness, before songs get overplayed.
To my disappointment, all we get is the instrumental version of the song, and
the sound check ends soon after without so much as a “Check, check, one, two”
from Wolf.
    Wolf glances at me before hopping off the
stage. I think he’s headed in my direction. Derrick follows, his eyes all over
Terese. He totally has the hots for her, and he’s not even trying to hide it.
    Derrick makes it over to us, but Wolf is
intercepted by Jenn. The disappointment I feel surprises me, and then it pisses
me off that I care at all.
    “I’ll meet you backstage,” I say to
Terese, who most likely didn’t hear me or see me leave.
    As I slip backstage, Wolf’s head turns
and catches my eye, but he doesn’t move. Of course not. That would be rude.
Jenn works for the fans. The problem is me. I am far too aware of all things
Wolf in areas that surpass my job description. That acknowledgement sends me
straight to the VIP tent, where I order a beer. I’m going to need a drink tonight.
Perhaps many. At least then I won’t care if I end up on the top or bottom bunk.
    When the sex god himself appears next to
me at the bar, I’m fully aware that he’s following me. This is a test. If I can
keep my libido in check around Wolf, I’ll be blessed for eternity. If I give in
to him, I’m headed straight to hell in the form of another heartbreak.
    “Damn, woman. I wouldn’t have taken you
for a lush.”
    I glare at him over the bottom of my beer
glass. I am drinking faster than
normal. “I’m not a lush. Just .  . .
anxious.”
    “For the tour?” As he leans over the
counter, his broad shoulders and thick,