Hammers, Strings, and Beautiful Things by Morgan Lee Miller

Hammers, Strings, and Beautiful Things by Morgan Lee Miller

Author:Morgan Lee Miller [Miller, Morgan Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635555394
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2019-09-03T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

“Oh my God, hi!” Reagan yelled from the other end of the hallway backstage in Greenville, South Carolina.

She leapt into my arms, wrapped her legs around my waist, and I caught her, twirling her around while giving her face a kissing attack.

She’d spent all of December with her family in Nashville and then January traveling Asia and Australia.

And now, here we were on the first day of February, and I was so glad to see her again and so glad to be back on tour.

While she clung to me, I scampered to an empty hallway, pushed her back against the cinderblock walls, and took hold of her lips. As our tongues danced sensuously, she fisted my hair and gently pulled on it, and that pull elicited an involuntary moan out of me. I loved it when she pulled my hair like that.

“I’ve missed you,” I said, allowing her to drop to the floor.

“I missed you too.” She giggled as I kissed and sucked the other side of her neck. “Geez, Blair, you’re in a good mood.”

I stopped kissing and met her eyes, smiling when I saw her satisfied grin. “I’m sorry. I had to steal you for a little bit.”

“I’m completely okay with that.”

“Really? I thought you’d put up a fight. We’re kinda being risky right now.”

“Well, I’m a little deprived of female attention, so it’s worth the risk.”

“Okay, good.”

I planted my lips back on hers and took in a deep inhale of her taste as our mouths welcomed each other’s tongues for a few moments before she pulled away.

“You wanna know what I think we should do?” she said.

I looked up at the wall and attempted to suck in a grin. “I could think of a few things.”

“First, we need to celebrate the fact that you’re nominated for a fucking Grammy.”

That was the best Christmas present when the Grammy nominations came out, and the song I wrote with Isaac Ball was one of the Best Song nominees…along with Reagan’s first single off her latest album. I still couldn’t believe it. My very first Grammy nomination. There was a lot of crying and celebrating between Mom and Miles, and Mom reminded me that Gramps wasn’t nominated for a Grammy until he was in his forties. In total, Gramps won four Grammys: two for songwriting and two for music producing. I was only alive for his producing Grammys, and I remember staying up late with Grandma when I was nine, watching the awards live and screaming with her when he won, and he gave us both a shout-out in his speech. He won his second one when I was fourteen, and he again mentioned me as his inspiration.

I hope he knew that he was my inspiration. He would always be.

“Yeah, I can think of a few ways to celebrate,” I said. “With my competition.”

Reagan was nominated for two: one for Best Music Video and another for a song she collaborated on with a DJ, a song that wouldn’t stop playing in the clubs, the one that was up against my song.



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