good, you know. I don’t think I’ve ever met such a, uh, good female bassist.”
“You meet a lot of us?”
“No, none actually. You’re the first.”
“Well I’m glad I can make a good impression for all female bassists.”
“You sure did.”
They were staring at each other when someone who was looking over them cleared their throat. Willow reluctantly looked up and saw Quinn standing over them with drinks in her hands.
“I thought you two might be thirsty. Landon said you were hard at work when I came out of the bunk. I didn’t want to bother you, but I just wanted to make sure you were well-hydrated,” she said with a wink.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” Grey said, while taking the soda Quinn brought him. Willow reluctantly watched him place a sweet kiss on her cheek. “You should hear the lead-in we came up with. I really think it adds something to the song.”
Quinn sat down next to Grey, put her arm around his waist and leaned in so she could see Willow.
With a big smile she said, “Let me hear it. I’m sure it’s amazing if you two worked on it. Honestly, I was so impressed with the way you play Willow. You guys are so talented and, believe me, I don’t say that very often. Mayer’s Men, who opened before you guys, they were okay, but rather annoying. I can’t tell you how great it is to have some more talent around here and women! The testosterone is a little too much sometimes.”
“I can understand that. I think Kaid is excited about hanging out with some guys for once. I think he was afraid he was going to start growing hips and boobs from hanging out with Maisy and me for so long. I know he is relieved to have fellow dicks around.”
Quinn laughed and Grey grinned at her. “Poor Kaid. I will make sure the guys welcome him with open arms. So let me hear the song. I’m dying to know what kind of magic you two can make.”
Willow tried not to smirk at Quinn’s comment because Willow was thinking the same exact thing. After working with Grey on her song, there was no way in hell she could back down now. He was exactly how she thought he would be: kind, caring, and sexy as hell. Even though Quinn was incredibly sweet and Willow could actually see being friends with her, it didn’t matter because Willow was going to steal Quinn’s man.
Chapter 4
After fourteen hours on the bus, they finally arrived at their first venue in Portland, Oregon. There were many amazing things that were happening in Maisy’s life and one of them was exploring new places. She had lived in one city her entire life and never ventured out, now that she got to travel around the country for work, she couldn’t believe the amazing perk she was granted.
Driving through Northern California was exciting, since she had never been past North Los Angeles. She couldn’t believe the difference in the terrain. Instead of palm trees, there were giant redwoods on the sides of the road. It was a completely different view, which only inspired Maisy. She spent the majority of her trip writing down lyrics in the leather journal that Kaid got her for her last birthday. It was a traditional gift she got from him every year. He always got her a leather journal, but the style differed every year. The one she was currently working in had a starburst etched into the leather; it was one of her favorites.
The label booked a recording studio for them in Portland which they already took advantage of in the morning. They were going in for a second session later that afternoon. The whole process of making an album was very intimidating and she found herself messing up lyrics, chords, and her throat was dry, making her voice sound more like a fifty-year-old smoker than a twenty-one-year-old woman.
Kaid and Willow were perfect, of course. It was as if they were born to perform the moment they exited the womb. They never had nerves; they just did what they did best…play. Maisy, on the other hand, felt a
“You meet a lot of us?”
“No, none actually. You’re the first.”
“Well I’m glad I can make a good impression for all female bassists.”
“You sure did.”
They were staring at each other when someone who was looking over them cleared their throat. Willow reluctantly looked up and saw Quinn standing over them with drinks in her hands.
“I thought you two might be thirsty. Landon said you were hard at work when I came out of the bunk. I didn’t want to bother you, but I just wanted to make sure you were well-hydrated,” she said with a wink.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” Grey said, while taking the soda Quinn brought him. Willow reluctantly watched him place a sweet kiss on her cheek. “You should hear the lead-in we came up with. I really think it adds something to the song.”
Quinn sat down next to Grey, put her arm around his waist and leaned in so she could see Willow.
With a big smile she said, “Let me hear it. I’m sure it’s amazing if you two worked on it. Honestly, I was so impressed with the way you play Willow. You guys are so talented and, believe me, I don’t say that very often. Mayer’s Men, who opened before you guys, they were okay, but rather annoying. I can’t tell you how great it is to have some more talent around here and women! The testosterone is a little too much sometimes.”
“I can understand that. I think Kaid is excited about hanging out with some guys for once. I think he was afraid he was going to start growing hips and boobs from hanging out with Maisy and me for so long. I know he is relieved to have fellow dicks around.”
Quinn laughed and Grey grinned at her. “Poor Kaid. I will make sure the guys welcome him with open arms. So let me hear the song. I’m dying to know what kind of magic you two can make.”
Willow tried not to smirk at Quinn’s comment because Willow was thinking the same exact thing. After working with Grey on her song, there was no way in hell she could back down now. He was exactly how she thought he would be: kind, caring, and sexy as hell. Even though Quinn was incredibly sweet and Willow could actually see being friends with her, it didn’t matter because Willow was going to steal Quinn’s man.
Chapter 4
After fourteen hours on the bus, they finally arrived at their first venue in Portland, Oregon. There were many amazing things that were happening in Maisy’s life and one of them was exploring new places. She had lived in one city her entire life and never ventured out, now that she got to travel around the country for work, she couldn’t believe the amazing perk she was granted.
Driving through Northern California was exciting, since she had never been past North Los Angeles. She couldn’t believe the difference in the terrain. Instead of palm trees, there were giant redwoods on the sides of the road. It was a completely different view, which only inspired Maisy. She spent the majority of her trip writing down lyrics in the leather journal that Kaid got her for her last birthday. It was a traditional gift she got from him every year. He always got her a leather journal, but the style differed every year. The one she was currently working in had a starburst etched into the leather; it was one of her favorites.
The label booked a recording studio for them in Portland which they already took advantage of in the morning. They were going in for a second session later that afternoon. The whole process of making an album was very intimidating and she found herself messing up lyrics, chords, and her throat was dry, making her voice sound more like a fifty-year-old smoker than a twenty-one-year-old woman.
Kaid and Willow were perfect, of course. It was as if they were born to perform the moment they exited the womb. They never had nerves; they just did what they did best…play. Maisy, on the other hand, felt a
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