Our Song by Savannah Kade

Author:Savannah Kade [Kade, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781937996574
Publisher: Griffyn Ink

The tour bus seemed so cool when it pulled up on the busy street in front of the condo. The driver was making the inaugural pick-up. Brenda warned them that this wasn’t going to happen again, from now on they’d have to get their own butts to the bus on time. His had been the last stop, and TJ, Alex and Craig were all gathered at the front window waving to him. Then they all spilled out onto the sidewalk to admire the side of the bus.

The Wilder logo was under the front windows, and on the back half of the bus was that same photo Kelsey had doctored of the four of them. She and Allie had come out to see him off and he carried Allie around showing it all off.

When he got back around to the sidewalk, Kelsey was hugging each of the guys in turn, and JD got himself in last, twirling her around and enjoying the feel of her in his arms far more than he ought to.

He promised to call every day, and then the guys were all on the bus, whooping it up and opening beers. Then they hit the road for real. They played Memphis that night, at a small amphitheater that filled as they played. Amped up, they’d happily boarded the bus before the rest of the acts were done and headed off for Jefferson City, Missouri. They played some county fair then played Kansas City with the rest of the tour that night.

They learned real fast how to sleep on the bus. The thing actually had bedrooms for each of them—though ‘bedroom’ was stretching it. There were four three-and-a-half-by-eight-foot cubbies. The upside was that they came with soundproof walls and sliding doors. The room kept out most noise. If only it was also motion-proof.

The beds folded up into the wall. When it was down, it was comfortable enough, once you got past the fact that it was suspended by metal wires bracing from the outer corners to the wall. After the first night, when it didn’t drop him despite all the bouncing, JD got to trusting it.

On top of everything, adding to the surreal quality of the whole trip, Kelsey was no longer their only groupie. Hot chicks were swarming the stage and hanging out afterwards waiting for them. JD figured that most of them were after anyone who walked by. In his head, he heard Kelsey’s voice telling his mother that ‘musicians are sexy as hell.’

He’d always thought it was the money and the fame that made them attractive, but Kelsey must be right. Wilder sure wasn’t famous, and he didn’t see anywhere near as much money here as he had as a stock analyst. When they came off stage they were tired and sweaty, yet there were the girls.

And the guys indulged. Craig went through condoms faster than water bottles—and managed that even within the ground rules that only serious attachments got onto the tour bus. Serious, like “your wife” serious.

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