Forever Wicked: Wicked #4 by Piper Lawson

Author:Piper Lawson [Lawson, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub

“We’re watching a concert?” I ask as we pile out of the Big Leap bus in front of a repertory theater with a marquee.

The past two hours, the guys and Nina have been on the phone and busy doing… something.

“Close.” Jax has changed from the button-down shirt into a black T-shirt and jeans and white sneakers. He follows me down the bus steps, stopping on the sidewalk next to me.

“Nice kicks,” I can’t resist commenting.

He produces an Astros ball cap and jams it down on his head. His grin makes my heart beat faster. “Had to go through a few boxes to find ‘em.”

Annie points at the marquee. “Look! Jason Ryker’s playing.”

The guy’s a mashup of country and rock, but I know him.

Mace is right—a night of hanging out together and enjoying a great band could be the perfect thing.

I start toward the front door, but Jax’s hand finds my arm. “Wrong way, Hales.”

We round the building to the back door and are immediately welcomed. The guys disappear backstage, probably to say hello. They know everyone in the industry.

Jerry and I head toward the front of the house with Annie, Nina, Serena, and Wes.

“Jerry!” I call over the noise as I realize he’s stopped behind us. I go back to get him. “Come on. Let’s go check the sound.”

He grunts but complies, and we get settled in a booth by the stage.

When the band comes on, we cheer, but the guys still aren’t with us. I glance past the band into the dark wings, and given the angle of our table, I see a familiar ballcap flash at the corner of the stage.

I lean over to Annie, who’s sitting next to me.

“They can’t watch the whole show from backstage!”

Annie cocks her head at me. “You don’t think they’re going to watch the show, do you?”

I’m still processing her words when Ryker’s Texas drawl drags my attention back to the stage.

“Thank you, Dallas! Now, before we sign off, I have an outrageous surprise for you that I take full credit for.”

As he talks, his band unplugs and a roadie runs out to make adjustments to the equipment.

No, they’re not…

Kyle steps to the drum set, twirling a set of sticks in his fingers as the excited buzz from the room yields a few shrieks and “oh my God”s.

I exchange a look with Annie, and she grins.

Mace and Brick walk out next, slinging guitars over their necks.

“No fucking way,” Serena blurts. “When was the last time they played together?”

“Not in ages.” Excitement and disbelief have my chest swelling. “Jax hasn’t even messed around with Big Leap since he got the bad news about funding.”

The next person on stage isn’t one I expected, but a hand grabs my arm—Annie’s—as Tyler strides out, hooking a guitar around his neck. He doesn’t even look at the crowd as he adjusts some settings before plugging in and straightening his mic, one of three and the nearest to our side of the stage. Then he shoves a hand through the dark chunk of hair falling across his lean face.

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