Freefall: A Friends-to-Lovers Rockstar Romance (The Wind & the Roar Trilogy Book 1) by Cat Porter

Author:Cat Porter [Porter, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wildflower Ink, LLC
Published: 2021-09-07T18:30:00+00:00

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I started a new conversation.

“I can’t imagine the kind of pressure you’re under on tour.”

Beck slid a hand down his middle. “It’s like a time warp in a vacuum, where every little thing is magnified, and every little thing revolves around us.”

“Not bad if you can get it.” I let out a soft laugh.

“It’s fun, but it’s a long haul. The Heave tour is so unlike any tour we’ve ever done before. It’s a big, structured machine with lots of moving parts, lots of people who keep it functioning, and lots of people that depend on it. As the opening act, we have our role in the machine, and we need to deliver.”

“I’ve never thought of it that way, but it’s a business at the end of the day with super high stakes.”

“Then the other side of that is the way people react to you, talk to you. They don’t know you, but they think they do, and they want more of that person they think they know. They’re in your face, they want your attention, and then they do crazy shit. You do crazy shit.”

“I’ll bet.”

I could only imagine the “crazy shit” that went on. There had to be major groupie action on his ass show after show—for all the guys in Freefall. They were all hot boys. And The Heave had a party reputation like a good ol’ hard rock band from the eighties.

Beck caught my smirk and let out a throaty chuckle. Yep, real crazy, real dirty.

He dug his hands into his jeans. “When you step off of that nuclear powered express train that is a tour, like I did coming here, it’s a mind fuck. Part of me feels that real life is the alternate universe, not the tour.”

I giggled. “That is a mind fuck.”

He planted a foot against the wall behind him. “The hard nut to break is that real life has moved on without you, and suddenly you’re scrambling to catch up, and you have to because—”

“Because it’s real life.”

That muscle along his jaw flexed again. “I guess I’ll get used to all this one day—the train, the on and off the train.”

“You’re lucky you have your dad to talk to about it all, since he’s been there, done that, right?”

“He definitely gets it. Most of the time, though, I’m just too exhausted or strung out to even order room service, let alone call Dad and have some kind of meaningful conversation.”

“Get used to it, Beck Lanier. This is just the beginning. I see loads of tours in your future.”

“I hope so.” The lines of his face relaxed as his voice gentled, and my skin heated at the sound. That sincerity that came through when he sang was in his speaking voice—it wasn’t some artificial frosting for his performance. I could listen to that voice speak and sing forever.

Here in this dark shadowy hallway, just the two of us.

Anywhere in the dark, just the two of us.

He had no airs of “I’m a star,” no egotistical pretensions.

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