Music of the Heart Read Free Page B

With his next words, she sputtered with indignation. “Don’t you
    chastise me about cussing! I’m a grown woman, and I’ll say whatever I want to! I can’t believe you
    have me on speakerphone. Eli, if you don’t stop laughing, I’m going to beat the shit out of you the
    moment I see you! And if you think I can’t, just remember Costa Rica!”
    I couldn’t help laughing at her fiery personality. The other guys were equally amused at the spitfire
    in front of us.
    “How did this happen? There were over a hundred buses out there, Gabe. When I asked about
    Jacob’s Ladder, they thought I meant Jake Slater.”
    Gabe’s voiced screeched on the other end so loud we all could hear it. “You’re on Runaway
    Train’s bus?!!!”
    “Yes,” she replied. At his next statement, she snorted. “Well, I’ve only managed to do the drummer
    and the bassist so far, but I’m thinking I could get a threesome going and knock out the others. Maybe
    I’ll gang-bang with the roadies when we stop for dinner!”
    Rhys made a strangled noise in his throat while AJ muttered, “Fuck me,” under his breath. Even I
    couldn’t stop the below-the-belt stirring at her imaginative suggestion.
    She rolled her eyes. “Gabe, would you give me a little credit? I’ve held on to my virginity this
    long. I think it’ll hold for a while.”
    We all exchanged wild glances. Rhys tugged so hard on his stud it came out of his ear and fell to
    the ground. AJ fumbled for the beer next to him and drained it in a long guzzle—his chest heaving
    hard as he stared at Abby. Even Brayden appeared shell-shocked by her declaration. All of us had to
    be thinking the same thing. How was it possible for a smokin’ hot girl like the one before us to be a…
    virgin?
    Abby whirled around and saw our expressions. A flush entered her cheeks, and she ducked her
    head. She sank back down into her chair and buried her head between her knees. “I can’t believe I
    just admitted that in a room full of men,” she whispered. When Gabe said something else, her voice
    broke with emotion. “Look, I just need to know how we’re going to fix this.” After sniffling for a few
    seconds, she raised her head and scanned our faces. “Yeah, one sec.” She handed the phone to
    Brayden. “He wants to know your tour schedule, so I’ll be able to get off the bus and onto a plane as
    soon as possible.”
    He nodded as he took the phone and stepped away from us. “Hey Gabe, this is Brayden
    Vandenburg, and don’t worry, man, I’m gonna take good care of Abby until we can get her back to
    you guys—” He jerked back like he had been stunned. “That was so not what I meant. Besides, I’m a
    married man. Now here’s where we are…” His voice trailed off as he walked down the aisle.
    Rhys patted Abby’s back reassuringly. “Hey, don’t worry. It’s going to be okay.”
    With her head buried in her hands, she mumbled. “Thanks. I hope so.”
    Edging Rhys out of the way, I knelt down beside Abby. Taking her chin in my hands, I pulled her
    head up to meet my gaze. “Don’t sweat it, Angel. Your brother and Bray will figure it out. I promise
    we’ll have you back to your civilized little world as soon as possible and before you can get too
    traumatized by being in our presence.”
    She smacked my hand away. “What do you mean civilized?”
    I shrugged. “I just meant that it’s obvious you’re used to a certain way of life.”
    Her blonde brows shot up so far I thought they might reach her white headband. “Are you
    insinuating that I’m some spoiled little brat who is used to having everyone bow to her every whim?”
    “Maybe.”
    Abby narrowed her eyes at me. “My parents were missionaries. Do you even understand what that
    means?”
    A smirk curved at my lips. “I know all about the missionary position, Angel. In fact, I believe I
    was trying to acquaint you with it earlier when you cock blocked me.”
    “You’re seriously disgusting!” she cried