Girl on Tour: Kylie Ryans #2 by Caisey Quinn
Release date: August 27, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: New Adult
~Synopsis~
An up and comer trying to make a name for herself...
KYLIE never expected to be stuck on a tour bus with a pampered princess and her boyfriend’s ex.
A troubled artist struggling to hold onto his career...
TRACE thought he was finally getting to do things his way. Until the label added co-headliner Gretchen Gibson, the only person in country music with more issues than him, to his No Apologies tour.
Surrounded by tabloid rumors and people they can't trust, Kylie and Trace need each other more than ever. But the choices they make will change everything.
Because chasing your dreams and following your heart don’t always lead you to the same place…
~Excerpt~
When he got to the Vitamin Water stage where she was
performing, he had to restrain himself to keep from climbing up onto it and
wrapping her in his arms. It had been six long and shitty weeks without her.
His dick had been keeping track of the minutes. It twitched at the sight of
her.
“Hi y’all,” her sweet voice drawled.
“Usually the three of us close the show together but Lily had some…family
issues to handle and Mia’s helping her out. So I guess you’re stuck with me
tonight.”
A few low whistles pierced the air as
Trace made his way up front. Danny was up there with her, and she was sitting
on a stool. He watched as she nodded at him to signal she was ready. Something
was off. He could feel it, could see it. She usually looked like a damned
superstar on stage, but tonight she seemed subdued. Sad even. His arms ached to
wrap around her. No. They were
keeping things as quiet as possible. Keeping the media out of it as much as
they could manage. No need to taint his angel with his hellish reputation.
Danny strummed his banjo and Kylie’s
clear voice danced into the air. “My
daddy used to say, never let ‘em see you sweat. Never let ‘em see you cry. Girl
you know better than that.”
Shit. The raw emotion in her voice
broke over him. He didn’t even know she’d been working on a song about her dad.
Why didn’t he know that? Oh yeah, because they hadn’t seen each other in six
damned weeks. For a moment he was back in Macon
“My daddy used to say, never look down on a man. You look everyone in the
eye, and you always shake hands.” Danny strummed a bit and sped up the tempo. “Cause you ain’t no better and you ain’t no
worse. We all end up in the same ol’ hearse.”
He watched as barely restrained
ripples of hurt threatened to roll across her face. Jesus. Watching her fight
off her own pain stabbed him hard and deep in the chest.
“He said there’d come a time to stand my ground, said there’d be a day
when I didn’t back down. Loved to remind me that what goes around always comes
around. These are just the things my daddy used to say.”
Danny stopped strumming altogether
and Trace could see the moisture shining in her eyes. If he didn’t know better,
he’d think there was some in his too.
Deafening silence surrounded him in
the seconds before she finished. Her voice was clear and strong when it pierced
the air between them. “When we laid him
down in the cold hard ground, I knew it was time to walk away. But I’ll never
forget…the things my daddy used to say.”
The second the applause hit, he was
in motion. She was standing up there, forcing a smile for a bunch of strangers
when she was dying inside. To hell with the media. He barely had time to
register the look of surprise on her face when he jumped up on the stage and
wrapped his arms around her. Her perfect mouth dropped open slightly so he
covered it with his. And what began as a gesture of comfort soon turned to one
of need. Desperate need. He didn’t care who was watching or how many people had
whipped out their damned cell phones to record it.
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