A Light in the Dark by Becky Doughty

Author:Becky Doughty
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coming of age, chick lit, music, clean romance, love triangle, band, rock and roll, sweet contemporary romance, love story romance, romantic books for women
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing, Inc.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Sunday night, Sebastian was a few minutes early. He seemed a little nervous when I let him in, but Mom and Dad greeted him warmly and that seemed to set him at ease some. Jordan was, in fact, home, I informed Sebastian, and showed him out to the back patio where my brother was constructing some kind of pulley device for a stage prop.

“Just come into the studio when you’re ready,” I said. “I’m heading in there now.”

Ani was already in the mixing room with a bottle of glass cleaner and a roll of paper towels. If it wasn’t for her, the studio would be a pig sty, I was certain. She often cleaned and organized while she listened to us rehearse, but tonight, I knew she planned to focus on my interaction with Sebastian.

“Poor Tom,” she muttered as I walked in. She was staring at one of the hundreds of pictures on our memories wall, a collage of photos, fliers, ticket stubs, receipts, and all kinds of other weird stuff that meant something to at least someone in the band. The photo she focused on was a band shot she’d taken of us one afternoon at the beach. I was in a pair of cut-off Daisy Dukes and a bright red bikini top, sitting on Tom’s shoulders. High above my head I held a sign that read, “THE EAGLE HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.” Sly, wearing an over-sized Bigfoot hand, and Jon in a horse head mask dueled with light sabers behind us, and Corny was laid out on a surfboard, his combed out afro drifting slightly in the ocean breeze. He wore nothing but a white Speedo and a white tuxedo jacket with tails, the outfit stark and slightly obscene against his dark chocolate skin. It was such a strange and wonderful picture, taken on a strange and wonderful day. We’d just played our first big-venue club in Hollywood the night before—one that wasn’t a pay-to-play house—and felt like we’d been to the moon and back.

“You need to stop saying that, Ani,” I reprimanded her. “Not only does it make me feel like crap, but I have a feeling Tom wouldn’t like it either. I don’t think he’d appreciate you feeling sorry for him.”

Ani cocked her head at me. “You’re right. He’s actually being extremely noble and honorable. I should be proud of him.” Then she hugged me tightly. “And I’m proud of you, too, Tish. I know you could have manipulated him into staying. You’re doing the right thing, too, and I can see it’s hard for you both.”

A few minutes later, the other band members started showing up. Tom arrived first, but after poking his head in to greet us, he disappeared to find Jordan. I didn’t bother giving him a heads up that he’d find Sebastian, too. He’d figure it out soon enough. And if Tom needed to see Jordan alone, Sebastian knew the way to the studio.

Jon and Corny showed up a few minutes before seven, riding together in Jon’s restored 1980 Camaro.

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