Electric Wounds (Rockin' Love Duet Book 1) by Cassy James

Author:Cassy James [James, Cassy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-12T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

THE SHOW

Dylan

The van takes us straight to the venue for tonight’s show. I feel the familiar surge of adrenaline thrumming in my veins. Stepping out of the van, we’re greeted by stagehands rushing around, security keeping the eager fans at bay, and that electric buzz in the air that always signals a big night. This life—loud, fast, and unpredictable—it’s home.

Backstage, the energy is infectious. Techs make last-minute adjustments, barking out instructions to each other. The air smells like sweat, cologne, and pure anticipation. I grin as I stand there, breathing it all in. Amidst all the chaos, I watch Lily dart between crew members, abandoning us to make sure the set lists are in place and check on our instruments that arrived ahead of us, just handling things like a pro. She’s quickly blending into our life on the road and it’s becoming more difficult to remember what life was like without her.

The guys walk past me, heading to the dressing room. I trail behind them slowly, watching Lily until the last possible second before joining the rest of the band. The dressing room is the same as almost every other dressing room at every other venue. Slightly cramped and dim, with a smell of smoke and sweat seeping out of the pores of the walls.

I sigh and pull out my drumsticks and tap out the intro to our first song, imagining the small coffee table centered in the room is my drum set. Enzo and Marcus do their own thing, getting into the head space we need to be on stage. Jax is the only one that isn’t sitting down. He paces the room, seeming extra broody and angsty after the interview. Part of me wonders if I should talk to him, but honestly, he’s such a downer sometimes. I’ll leave it to Marcus. He’s better at that shit than I am.

Jax finally pulls it together, gathering us in the center with for our ritual. He seems more distracted than usual, and it doesn’t pack its normal punch when we scream out Electric Wounds. Once we finish, we head to the stage as a unit. The oppressive silence lifts as we near the stage, the roar of the crowd growing louder with every step, and the moment we step into the lights, it hits us like a wave. A tangible energy feeds into us as we launch into our first song, and I grin. This is fucking it. The stage lights burst to life, and suddenly, we’re unstoppable.

The set is pure emotion. Every chord, every beat pushing us higher, like all the tension, anger, and angst we’ve felt recently, is pouring into the music. The crowd’s screams fuel the music even higher, adding to the raw, unfettered feeling that comes from being on stage.

I hammer my drumsticks across my set, stealing glances at Lily, standing just off to the side. She watches us with wide eyes, flitting between each of us and filled with awe. Our eyes connect and she smiles at me, a soft expression that causes an unfamiliar flutter in my chest.

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