The Right Note (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read Free

courage for a second and barely whispered "thank you".
    Michael's warm laughter echoed loud in her ear. "Think nothing of it- it was my pleasure.I enjoy sticking my nose in other people's business" he spoke this cheerfully before changing his tone saying earnestly "" a couple of conditions: firstly I'm sure you understand you must go alone and not tell anyone about this" Secondly, Don't actually ask expect him to do anything for you, he hates people asking him for favors and I already promised him it was the farthest thing from your mind. I've given him the idea you simply want to talk about about the craft a bit and absorb whatever he feels like sharing with you about it. thirdly, don't assume he'll ask you to play or express any great interest in your work be prepared to do your best, but don't act like his opinion is the be all, end all" he summed it up sententiously "he's an astute old tomcat, he can smell a rat or a mouse a mile away. he'll be polite but he's not too polite to bite, you understand?"
    Hayley absorbed his words, but felt a growing worry. Jack Davis sounded as prickly as a cactus and as cool as a desert wind. She almost wondered if the risk of being humiliated was worth the slim chance that they might hit it off.
    "Relax, he's not quite as bad as all that. Just be sincere with him, like you were with me,” Michael purred.
    “Oh how your eyes shone when I said his name in front of you the other night.”
    Hayley blushed.
    “That should do well enough as long as you don't lay it on too thick. I must say, it would seem like Jacky boy has beat me out again but I'm sure I deserve it for some of the tricks I've played on him over the years."
    Hayley felt uncomfortable, she knew it was just his way, to talk like that, but he was making it sound as if she was going on a date with Jack, it couldn't have been further from her mind. The worst thing she could possibly do is have some torrid affair with him and then be stuck with him as an enemy for the rest of her career after things fell apart. Irrationally, a part of her still thrilled at the melodrama of the idea until she pushed that foolish fantasy firmly out of her mind. But what if he comes on to me? Will he be just as insulted if I refuse him? She determined she would have to behave as professionally as possible around him. Michael wrapped up the call with a few final words, "oh by the way, I've told him that you're exceptionally bright, unnaturally talented and exotically beautiful besides- good luck!" "wait!" she said helplessly "how could you tell him that?.. you've never heard me.. and we've barely even talked" he seemed greatly amused "Oh I can get the sense these things well enough. Ask Jack- I was the one who first found him, singing in a bar where the P.A. was so bad no one could hear one word of his beautiful lyrics. Ask me someday how I knew they were in there, buried in that wall of sound, somewhere." Michael's parting laughter crackled deep and rich for a second or two before the connection went quiet.
    Laying in bed later she shifted around restlessly. It seemed folly to even try to sleep when she was this excited but the last thing she wanted when she met Jack Davis tomorrow was to be too tired to give her best. She lay there thinking of what to do to make herself sleepy. she had already tried reading and she even used google to look up the most boring video she could find. She had made it 45 minutes into a lecture about 17th century trade agreements between the ottoman empire and various countries in central Europe before realizing it was no use. She supposed she could try masturbating. surprised she hadn't thought of it before, She reached into her nightstand for her little purple vibrator before realizing sadly upon trying to turn it on that the batteries were dead and she'd forgotten to buy new ones. She sighed and resolved to do it the old fashioned way She slid her fingers down, brushing past her trim, soft little bush as positioned her