Running From A Rock Star (Brides on the Run Book 1) by Jami Albright

Author:Jami Albright [Albright, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jami Albright
Published: 2017-04-11T05:00:00+00:00

Gavin didn’t know when he’d had less fun. He fought the urge to cover his ears when the boy butchered another chord. Terrible. Yes, he knew most of the chords, but all thumbs didn’t begin to describe him.

Had he been this bad when he started learning? Probably. He did remember Johnny calling several of their lessons short because he needed to do homework. Thinking back, he should have known that was code for, Dude, you suck.

“Remember Brody, don’t lift your fingers too far off the fret board when you change chords.

“Like this?”

No, I’ve seen polar bears with better dexterity.

“Try this.” Gavin demonstrated the proper technique.

“Oh, I see.” Brody tried again and did the exact same thing he did the first time.

“Yeah. That’s great.” He was going to hell for lying, but he couldn’t bring himself to crush this kid’s excitement. “It takes a lot of work, you’ll get it. I think I’ve given you enough to work on for today. What do you say we get back together next week? In the meantime, you should practice. A lot.”

Gavin rose and placed Patsy in her case. Scarlett’s back porch overlooked a small pond with a dock extending out into the muddy water. A very peaceful spot. He spent time out here writing and hoped the events of the last hour hadn’t killed the creative vibe.

Brody put his guitar in its case too. “I’ll practice till my fingers bleed, promise.”

“Right on.” It seemed only fair since his ears were bleeding.

Gavin’s phone rang and he pulled it from his pocket along with the piece of foil Scarlett had given him. A little squashed, but it still seemed to work. All his calls to Jack had been crystal clear. He leaned his hip against the railing and noticed the boy’s confused expression. What was he staring at?

Whatever. Kids were weird.

“Hey, Jack.”

“Hey, Gav. Did you talk to your wife about meeting the Storm Side guys?”

“Yeah, any day but Sunday is good.” Why did the boy continue to stare?

“What’s happening Sunday?”

“We have church.”

Jack laughed. “Are you shitting me?”

Gavin grinned and ran his hands through his hair. “No, man. Evidently, we go to church on Sundays.”

“That’s priceless. I’ll drop a hint to the media. They’ll love this, and so will the record execs.”

He turned away from Brody’s probing gaze and lowered his voice. “You can tell Storm Side but not the media. Church is special to them, and I don’t want to do anything to embarrass the family.”

Jack snorted. “I’m sorry. I thought I was speaking to The Delinquent.”

“Yeah, well. I like the aunt, and I’m pretty sure having a media circus at the church would upset her. So don’t do it.” He emphasized each word and hoped Jack got the message.

“Ok. How’s it going otherwise?”

He considered his roiling emotions related to Scarlett. “Fine.” He squinted into the sun. “It’s complicated.”

“We are not doing complicated. Do you hear me, Gavin? You’re supposed to get in and get out. Period.”

“I hear ya.”

“I’ll text you the details about the meeting.

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