Fulcrum (Dark Tide Book 4) by Max Henry

Author:Max Henry [Henry, Max]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Max Henry
Published: 2021-01-19T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-SIX

Jeanie

“Faith” – Bellevue Days

I make a few notes while I wait for the eggs to boil, jotting down the key points of our talk so far. It might not be an interview, but like hell, I want to curse myself out a month from now when I’ve forgotten the specifics should the situation change.

He plays the piano. His parents disapprove of the lifestyle he created. And he’s uber reserved. Like, almost hermit style. I kind of assumed a guy who’s always in control would have his life filled with meaningless projects purely to feel that rush. Something to keep his mind preoccupied and his need for dominance fed. But what I find is in total contrast to the persona I conjured in my stage-fed fantasies.

He’s lonely and detached. Reserved and purposeful with where he expends his energy.

A reminder once again of why I chose this career. His fans should be privy to this side of him. Somewhere out there, a young guy looks at the path Toby cut on his way into the rock music scene and feels they can’t emulate that kind of direct confidence. It’s for guys like that that I write these stories. I want Johnny in the basement to know it’s okay if he has a day, or a week, where he feels half as confident in his ability as a musician as he needs to. I want the kids on the grind to know that even their idols doubt themselves from time to time. That fear and questioning are two prevalent parts of the rock star personality.

Nobody is immune to criticism. Nobody can expect to walk a high-pressure road such as this and come out the other end unscathed. They need to know, the fans, that there is an element of failure in everyone’s success story, and they need to know there is a way to deal with that crippling sense of disappointment.

We all fall down. It’s how we rise that shows who we truly are.

“You found what you needed?” Toby jogs down the stairs, a loose sweater hiding his previously bare arms. “You need any help?” If I’d known he intended to cover up those guns, I might have ogled one last time.

“Sure.” I gesture to a covered bowl on the counter. “We have quinoa in there, and I have eggs on the boil. You had a few avocados, so I figured we could toss it all together with the cherry tomatoes I found and make a salad.”

He seems surprised. “Nice.”

“You can cut up the avocados if you like.”

He moves behind me, still with that intoxicating scent. Surely the guy didn’t reapply before he came back down. I give Toby the side-eye while he isn’t looking and then scribble one last reminder before closing my notebook.

“What you got in there?” He gestures to the book with his chin, lining up the first avo on the chopping board.

“Memos to myself.”

“What about?”

I narrow my gaze and lean a hip against the edge of the counter. “None of your business.

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