Read Online Hell Yeah!: Man of My Heart (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Omega Team Book 5) by Desiree Holt - Free Book Online

excited her even more than her earlier material. She’d been able to lose herself in them and, for the most part, not think about the man who she kept trying not to picture naked. She put the emotion into the music, and it worked in spectacular fashion. At dinnertime, she came out of her room, ecstatic, waving a fistful of pages.
    “I just called Carson,” she told Caleb, who sat in the armchair watching television. “I told him the songs are finished and ready for the studio. I’m going to fax them to him right now.”
    Caleb lifted an eyebrow. “Can the musicians just read what you wrote on those sheets of paper and know what to play?”
    Jasmine laughed. “That would be nice. But, no. Carson has someone who turns these into sheet music for them.”
    “And he can do it all by tomorrow?” Skepticism edged his voice.
    “He can. We won’t start until about the middle of the afternoon, so we should be good to go by then. And I have everything on a little recorder they can listen to.”
    “I guess there’s more to writing a song than I know.” He paused. “Question.” Caleb gave her a quizzical look. “Aren’t you missing a musician, though?”
    “Carson’s been auditioning them and says he’s found a perfect match.”
    “Don’t you get to approve whoever it is?”
    Jasmine shrugged. “He’s got a better ear than I do. He’s the one who put the band together in the first place.”
    “It’s a wonder,” Caleb drawled, “a man as sharp as he is let a nut like Cobra pass muster.”
    “Sometimes they don’t show their colors right away.” She sighed. “And that’s unfortunate. I do wonder, however, about all the people who gave him references.”
    “Something I’m thinking of looking into.” He pushed himself out of the chair. “Just so you know, I called Grey Holden and asked him to run deep background checks on the other three guys.”
    Jasmine felt a flash of anger, but she pushed it away as fast as it came. His job was to protect her, and part of that was knowing everything he could find out about the people in her group.
    “We’ll be meeting him tomorrow,” she told Caleb. “Carson’s rented a studio for us to rehearse in. We’ve got two weeks to get ready.”
    He frowned. “Is that enough time?”
    “Oh, yes. These guys are all seasoned musicians. He said to tell you he’ll have the final schedule tomorrow, also, and he’ll go over it with you.”
    “Good.” He dipped his head once. “I want as much time to plan as I can get.”
    Jasmine wrinkled her forehead. “Plan for what? I thought you were just supposed to be guarding me.” The minute the words were out of her mouth, she wished them back. “Sorry. That was pretty dumb of me.”
    “I’ll want to go over the details with you, also.” Caleb went on as if she hadn’t spoken, for which she was thankful.
    “Whatever you need.” She kept alternating between resentment her life was being affected this way and gratitude she’d have someone covering her ass. And a generous sprinkling of resentment at Cobra for creating this situation.
    “Good.”
    “So, how about a celebration? Want to go into town for dinner?” She was always wound up tighter than a drum when she finished writing, excited about what she’d accomplished and itchy to get into the studio with them. Filled with excess energy, she needed to do something. She was on a high, and she wanted to take him with her.
    “Town?”
    She could see him rolling the question around in his brain.
    “It’s just dinner, Caleb. What’s the big deal? Aren’t you ever happy about anything?”
    What a stupid thing to say. From what Aron told her, he didn’t have a lot to be happy about right now. And he looked as if she’d slapped him.
    “I’m sorry, Caleb. Sorry, sorry, sorry.” She twisted her hands together, a nervous habit she wished she could get rid of.
    “It’s okay. Dinner’s fine.” He studied her. “Where do you want to go?”
    “There’s a new place