Hard Rocked by Clara Bayard

Author:Clara Bayard [Bayard, Clara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

That night I barely did make it to the bar. I’d been running around all day and the work of showering, getting changed into something vaguely cute and dealing with my hair was almost my undoing. The same bed I hadn’t wanted to leave called me back, but I managed to fight.

I tried not to admit that part of the reason I spent so much time on my appearance was Dex. In straight-leg jeans and a filmy dark blouse that showed off what little cleavage I had, and my long hair cascading down my back like liquid gold, I had to admit I looked pretty good. Conservative enough to be staff, but casual enough that I didn’t look out of place there. I’d even slicked on some lip gloss and mascara, a truly rare occurrence.

And when the bar started to fill up and the party began to rage, I was glad for all of the preparations, personal and professional. The guys didn’t seem to care that the owner had stuck the so-called “VIP section” on a corner of a glass-enclosed balcony that reminded me of a fish tank, or that people passed by to take photos and just gawk at them.

Of course, it helped that the owner also kept the mobile bar rolled up next to our section fully stocked. I’d seen tons of hard-drinking musicians in the past, but it was still a bit of a shock how much they could suck down in a small amount of time.

Since there wasn’t much work for me to actually do, I spent most of the time just observing everyone. Joe and Liss retreated almost immediately to a quiet-ish corner after greeting me warmly. Matthew sat drinking beer after beer, basically ignoring the series of lovely young women who came over to try and get his attention. Rick managed to control his surly attitude enough to snag a girl for himself, but from what I could tell, his flirting was barely better than his rudeness. But, considering how the willowy brunette hung all over him, it must have worked for her. And Dex, of course, was the social butterfly, offering everyone a wink or a pat on the arm, flitting around gleefully as he drank his weight in whiskey.

He’d arrived after most of the others, toting a group of five or six people he introduced to me as “family-types.” But they must not have been close because within an hour all but one had disappeared, and she was the latest girl in line to try and drag Matthew out of his shell.

Mia sipped martinis and managed to snap a few photos while Ryan was there, but by the time he left she’d disappeared down to the dance floor, leaving her camera behind. I rolled my eyes and tucked it away for her.

As I nursed a glass of wine and wondered if I’d spend my entire six months with the band feeling like a babysitter, a familiar arm slid around my shoulder.

“Hi, Dex,”

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