The Price of Love (Rockin' Country Book 2) by Laramie Briscoe Read Free Book Online

but it was humorless as they saw another group of photographers, racing to get pictures of her in the front seat of the car. They were too slow though as Kevin pulled the car onto the freeway.
    “You want me to take you to the house or studio?”
    Stacey, from where she sat in the back, spoke. “They still have a few hours at the studio.”
    “Then that’s where I want to go. I still feel weird going into the house by myself. I know that’s stupid, but I hate going in there without Garrett with me.”
    “I’ll drop you off,” Kevin told her as he continued driving. “This time of night, it shouldn’t take us long to get to Huntington Beach.”
    She knew it was about an hour drive from the airport to the studio, but she’d never been to the studio before and she’d never seen Garrett in the studio. This would be a new experience and it was one that she couldn’t wait to have.

Chapter Seven
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    “T hey’re in the second room on the right,” Stacey told Hannah as they pulled to a stop in front of the recording studio that Black Friday used.
    “You aren’t coming in?”
    Stacey grinned. “Already been there tonight and got kicked out by big brother.”
    Hannah laughed loudly. That meant Stacey and Brad had been a little too close for Garrett’s comfort. He was doing better with the two of them being together, as long as it wasn’t thrown in his face. Every once in a while, he had to put a stop to it.
    “Nobody should be at the front desk, but if they are, show them this,” Stacey shoved a laminated card in her hand that at first looked like a backstage pass.
    Hannah turned it over in her hand, examining it. It had her picture on it, her name, and at the bottom “Garrett’s wife”.
    “Everybody who comes to the studio out here has one. They have to keep it on lockdown, because fans like to sneak in and their favorite line is that they’re family. The band had these made last time they were in the studio. I snuck and had you one made today,” she explained.
    There was something about seeing her name. The card said Hannah Thompson—not Harmony Stewart, not Hannah Stewart. It said Hannah Thompson. She knew she was wearing a stupid grin on her face, but the fact of the matter was, she hadn’t had time to change her last name and, in all honesty, hadn’t really thought about it. Seeing it in print like that solidified what her plans were. She had to find a happy medium between Harmony, the singer, and Hannah, the wife. If that meant being less Harmony, then so be it. “Thank you so much, for everything, you two!”
    “Not a problem.” Kevin yawned from behind the wheel. “Garrett’s been a big grouch lately, and I know it’s because of the way the two of you have been seeing each other. Go enjoy your week with him. Maybe he can take a day or two off himself.”
    She hugged both of them as best she could before grabbing her purse and carry-on bag. When she got to the front door, she noticed there was a scanner and no other way to get in. Taking the badge that Stacey had given her, she swiped it, almost squealing when it let her in. She was so close to seeing Garrett she could taste it. Entering the building was eerie at this time of night—she glanced at her watch—or early morning, as the case may be. She walked down the hall to the room that Stacey had told her they would be in and noticed that it said Black Friday on the outside of the door. The dilemma was if she should knock or not, but that was settled for her when the door opened and she came face to face with Jared.
    “Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.” He grinned at her, scooping her up in a hug.
    Over the past few months, the two of them had developed a friendship that bordered on brother and sister. She was equally excited to see him, squealing when he swung her around her in a circle.
    “Who are you molesting? Is that Shell?”
    Hannah bit back the laugh. If Garrett only knew. But she and Jared were hidden