Under the Same Sky by Tamsyn Bester

Author:Tamsyn Bester
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamsyn Bester

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The only person who looks confused by what I just said is Carson. Benji quietly sips his coffee, and makes notes on what needs to be done to the barn to turn it into a fully functioning sound studio—he’s meeting with the contractors, and liaising with Alex while I travel to New York—and Fletch is pulling faces at Eli. For someone who swears he’ll never have kids, he’s actually pretty good with my nephew.

“So, let me get this straight,” Carson sits upright, “you’re flying to New York to model clothes for Reese’s fitness thingy?”

I give him a look. “It’s not a fitness ‘thingy’. She’s got a legit business online, and Mya thought it would be a good idea to include training material, and fitness apparel for men.” At the mention of Mya, Fletch looks up. “What about Mya?”

“You’re so not going there,” I tell him, my glare hard. She’s only been here a few days, and somehow they’ve hit it off. Unfortunately for her, Fletch doesn’t do anything but short-term flings, and she strikes me as the kind of girl who wants long-term, marriage and babies included. But I digress. I look back at Carson. “Mya showed me the plan, and Alex sent over a contract. I leave tomorrow.”

“Ookay, but, why? We’re about to start construction on your sound studio, and now you want to play ‘model’?”

I sigh, completely exasperated. Some days, the lights are on in Carson’s head, and someone’s home, but other times, not so much. Guy can play a bass guitar unlink anyone I know, but he’s not always the sharpest tool in the shed. Explaining this to him would be like trying to fit a square peg into a round hole, so I stick to the basics. “I like the idea,” I admit honestly. “Alex also think it’s a good chance to do something different, something that’s mine.”

“And Reese asked you?” I try not to be offended by that, because realistically, I’m the fitness junkie between the four of us. Sure, the guys work out—when they’re not nursing hangovers—but my training is regimented. “She didn’t, actually. Mya did. And I said yes.”

“Again, why?”

“Because he wants to help Reese,” Benji answers without looking up from the blueprint in front of him. I might be scowling at him because he’s right, I do want to help her, but what he won’t say in front of Fletch and Carson is that I want something that’s kind of mine. Not that I want an escape from music, it’s in my blood, but I wouldn’t mind trying something else while we’re taking a recording break. And if it happens to help Reese, it’s just a bonus. That’s what I tell myself, at least. I made the fatal mistake of checking out her social media after I put Eli to bed last night, and stumbled across her last Youtube video, the one she was so upset about when I found her in the stables. I realized two things. Reese has

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