Heart of the Music (Saints & Sinners #1) Read Free

gorgeous, but he wasn’t the type to flash it around like Mike did. He was the quiet kind, never got hung up with groupies, never made the tabloids. He was the perfect country star; but it was easy to see that beneath his hard surface, there were demons fighting for his attention. “We were a little off at some places. We’re still getting our bearings for this tour. It’s crazy to think there were 20,000 people out there waiting to see us perform. I still remember when we had a hard time getting a hundred people to come see us live.”
    “You guys have earned it, Sam. You’ve worked your asses off to get to where you are. This is what you’ve always wanted, what you guys have dreamed about for years.” This tour was the biggest steppingstone of their career, making it hard for her to bring up the fact that she was considering changing professions. She couldn’t drop that on them in the middle of the tour and not with a new album in the works on top of everything else.
    “So have you, Trish. We wouldn’t be here without you. You forget that, and it pisses me the fuck off when you do. Hell, you’ve put more energy into this band than anyone else, including us. You’ve made us your life, and don’t think we don’t know all the sacrifices you had to make and all of the opportunities you’ve turned down for us.”
    “I’ve believed in you guys since the first night in that crappy bar, Sam. That’s never going to change.”
    “It’s a shame you can’t put that kind of faith in Jarrod, Trish. You’ve been putting your life on hold for the last five years for us. Don’t you think you deserve to be happy? And don’t tell me Jarrod isn’t what would make you happy, because we all know that’s a damn lie. I love you like a sister, Trish, but one day, he’s going to get sick of waiting around for you to trust him, and he’ll either take what he wants or he’ll walk away. What happens then? What happens when you can’t fight it anymore?”
    “I don’t know. I just can’t think about it, all right? Now, enough talk. Go shower, you stink. I’ll meet you on the bus.” How was she supposed to tell him that working in PR wasn’t making her happy anymore? What if they hated her for wanting to do something else with her life? They were her family, and there was no way she could lose them.
    Sam took off his shirt and dropped it on the floor, looking at her with a smile that told her this conversation was the furthest thing from over. “Fine, I’ll drop it for now. Get some sleep, Trish. You look like shit. Whatever is going on in that head of yours, we’ve all noticed that something has been off with you lately. So when you’re ready to trust us with whatever that is, we’ll all be here for you.” She hated how he could read her so well. It made it so damn hard to hide things from him and the rest of the band.
    As she made her way to the bus to wait for the guys, she said hi to every member of the crew she came across. She loved every single person on this tour, and she knew they worked ten times harder than she did to make sure every show happened without a hitch. She made sure to treat everyone as she would like to be treated, and they all loved her for it.
    “Miss Monroe? Miss Monroe, wait up.” Patricia turned around to see the youngest member of their crew, David, the son of one of the sound engineers. As he approached, she knelt down to be at the same height as the six-year-old. As soon as he reached her, she opened her arms and he walked straight into her embrace. “Hey, David, how’s my favorite sound assistant doing tonight?”
    The little boy pulled away and tugged something from his backpack. “I made this for you today. You can hang it in the bus to make it more pretty.” David handed her a piece of paper, and when she opened it, she almost cried. This was why making this tour as family friendly as possible was so important to them. Their crew members all had families now, and making