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day. Make it happen. Children's concert in ten minutes. Don't be late, don't miss it, and don't be an ass. Got it?"
Travis snatched the card out of Jason's hand. "No more media interviews today. Reschedule them."
Jason studied him for a second, and then sighed. "Fine. But tomorrow you better be back on your game. Got it?"
"I got it." Travis turned away, striding through the crowd, not even caring if his security team kept up. A children's concert. He was the one who'd suggested it originally. He'd wanted to offer something to the kids who were trapped in hell with no way out, like he had once been. If there was one kid in that audience who was enduring the life he'd led, and if he could show that kid that there was a way out, then he had to do it.
That was why he'd come. Not to give back to the community that had fucked him over, but to show any kids trapped here, that they could get out.
He could handle the children's show, but after that... He looked at his schedule for the rest of the day and swore under his breath. Every one of them was an up-close meet and greet with fans, the ones who harassed him with more questions than the reporters. The thought of mingling with so many people made resentment slash through him, and he shoved the card in his pocket. "One step at a time," he muttered to himself. Children's concert first. He could handle that. One song for the kids, right?
But as he headed that way, ducking behind tents so that no one would see him and recognize him, he wasn't sure he could even manage that.
* * *
T he singer's voice caught Lissa's attention as they passed by the venue for the children's concert. It was deep, rich, and seemed to wrap around her like an invisible caress.
Lissa stopped, turning her head as she listened. She knew there were many musical guests signed up for the fair, but she'd never heard a voice like that. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it. He was singing a classic children's song, but his voice was incredible. "Who's that?"
"I don't know. Let's go—" Bridgette tugged on her hand, and then squealed. "There's Maggie! Let's go say hi!" She bolted through the crowd, and Lissa hurried after her, trying not to lose her daughter in the masses. Teen girls were jostling against each other, screaming and gasping, as they fought to get into the children's concert.
Lissa caught up to Bridgette and grabbed her hand. "Come on, babe, it's too crowded. Let's go to the calf-roping—"
"Travis Turner's singing!" A woman screamed, as she shoved past Lissa and Bridgette, nearly knocking them both over. "We need to get in there."
"Travis Turner?" Bridgette's eyes rounded. "He's singing? Let's go hear him. He's amazing!"
Ah…that was why his voice had sounded familiar. She'd heard him on the radio plenty of times, but his voice was much more beautiful in person. She almost wanted to go into the concert to listen, but there was no way she was going to fight the crowds. "We don't have tickets." Lissa tightened her grip on Bridgette, beginning to feel claustrophobic with the frenzied crowds pushing to get in to hear Travis Turner. "Let's go, sweetie. It's too crazy in there—" She stopped suddenly, staring at the massive poster at the entrance to the children's concert. It was a Travis Turner poster...and the picture staring at her was of the man who'd kissed her senseless the night before.
Shock rippled through her, and her chest tightened. Travis Stockton was Travis Turner ? She'd never seen him play live, and didn't waste time with gossip magazines, so she'd never paid attention to what he looked like. But there he was, staring at her with the same blue eyes that had mesmerized her last night.
She knew all about him. Everyone had heard about him. He was the number one country music superstar in the country, worth hundreds of millions of dollars, always on tour, always in the limelight...not a man who had any time to spend on a single mom who ran a café in Rogue Valley,
Travis snatched the card out of Jason's hand. "No more media interviews today. Reschedule them."
Jason studied him for a second, and then sighed. "Fine. But tomorrow you better be back on your game. Got it?"
"I got it." Travis turned away, striding through the crowd, not even caring if his security team kept up. A children's concert. He was the one who'd suggested it originally. He'd wanted to offer something to the kids who were trapped in hell with no way out, like he had once been. If there was one kid in that audience who was enduring the life he'd led, and if he could show that kid that there was a way out, then he had to do it.
That was why he'd come. Not to give back to the community that had fucked him over, but to show any kids trapped here, that they could get out.
He could handle the children's show, but after that... He looked at his schedule for the rest of the day and swore under his breath. Every one of them was an up-close meet and greet with fans, the ones who harassed him with more questions than the reporters. The thought of mingling with so many people made resentment slash through him, and he shoved the card in his pocket. "One step at a time," he muttered to himself. Children's concert first. He could handle that. One song for the kids, right?
But as he headed that way, ducking behind tents so that no one would see him and recognize him, he wasn't sure he could even manage that.
* * *
T he singer's voice caught Lissa's attention as they passed by the venue for the children's concert. It was deep, rich, and seemed to wrap around her like an invisible caress.
Lissa stopped, turning her head as she listened. She knew there were many musical guests signed up for the fair, but she'd never heard a voice like that. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it. He was singing a classic children's song, but his voice was incredible. "Who's that?"
"I don't know. Let's go—" Bridgette tugged on her hand, and then squealed. "There's Maggie! Let's go say hi!" She bolted through the crowd, and Lissa hurried after her, trying not to lose her daughter in the masses. Teen girls were jostling against each other, screaming and gasping, as they fought to get into the children's concert.
Lissa caught up to Bridgette and grabbed her hand. "Come on, babe, it's too crowded. Let's go to the calf-roping—"
"Travis Turner's singing!" A woman screamed, as she shoved past Lissa and Bridgette, nearly knocking them both over. "We need to get in there."
"Travis Turner?" Bridgette's eyes rounded. "He's singing? Let's go hear him. He's amazing!"
Ah…that was why his voice had sounded familiar. She'd heard him on the radio plenty of times, but his voice was much more beautiful in person. She almost wanted to go into the concert to listen, but there was no way she was going to fight the crowds. "We don't have tickets." Lissa tightened her grip on Bridgette, beginning to feel claustrophobic with the frenzied crowds pushing to get in to hear Travis Turner. "Let's go, sweetie. It's too crazy in there—" She stopped suddenly, staring at the massive poster at the entrance to the children's concert. It was a Travis Turner poster...and the picture staring at her was of the man who'd kissed her senseless the night before.
Shock rippled through her, and her chest tightened. Travis Stockton was Travis Turner ? She'd never seen him play live, and didn't waste time with gossip magazines, so she'd never paid attention to what he looked like. But there he was, staring at her with the same blue eyes that had mesmerized her last night.
She knew all about him. Everyone had heard about him. He was the number one country music superstar in the country, worth hundreds of millions of dollars, always on tour, always in the limelight...not a man who had any time to spend on a single mom who ran a café in Rogue Valley,
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