Read Online Broken In Pieces: Billionaire Stepbrother Romance (Wounded Hearts Book 1) by Sierra Rayne - Free Book Online
Authors: Sierra Rayne
Ads: Link
It’s the wee hours of the morning when I finally go to bed. This time, my nightmares are replaced by strange dreams of music and Blade.
The weekend passes way too quickly and I’m into the work week again. On Tuesday, as I am preparing to leave work, Blade comes to my desk. “Sheridan, I was hoping you could stay a little late and proof these contracts. Legal has to have them first thing in the morning.” I explain that I have practice in an hour but I would be more than glad to take them home to proof. “Practice? Sheridan, you don’t know these people. New York is a different world and you can’t just blindly trust people. I’ll take you to your practice,” he says with real concern in his voice.
“Look Blade, I’m a grown ass woman and I can take care of myself. I’m not your responsibility,” I retort.
He walks closer to my desk, staring at me intently. He places his hands on my desk and leans forward, “Either I fucking take you or I fucking follow you. Your choice but either way, I will be going with you.”
Shit, he’s dead serious . “Whatever, I don’t have time to argue with you,” I grumble as I gather my things. He closes up his office with a smug look on his face.
The drive there is strange. He’s rather quiet and I’m lost in thought as to why he acts the way he does. We arrive in front of what looks like a small, abandoned warehouse. It’s really rundown but enough out of the way that the music won’t bother anyone. Blade opens my door and forcefully takes me by the hand. I think about jerking my hand back but I just want to get to practice and not have another go around.
Everyone’s already here and I get to meet Jax. “I hear you got some magical fingers there,” he says.
“Not as magical as yours I’m sure. I’m just a fill in until the real talent heals up,” I assure him. I introduce Blade to everyone as my friend. I don’t feel like explaining the boss thing or the step brother thing. They all seem to like him but Jade hasn’t spoken to either of us.
Styx hands me a small stack of music sheets, “Think you can handle these?”
I thumb through the pages. “I think I can manage,” I grin. We begin to practice and it’s going really well. After about an hour, we take a break. Jade disappears into another room for a while but the rest of the band just hangs out and talks with me and Blade. I get to know a little about each of them.
Jax is a thirty-one year old black man and he’s the joker of the crowd. He’s about six foot four, thin but muscular and he keeps his head shaved. He has a twinkle in his eye that reminds you of a child at play.
Styx is twenty-nine and he started the band. He’s a six foot white guy, extremely broad shouldered, with blond hair that he keeps in a ponytail at the back of his neck. He has a neatly kept beard and mustache and lots of body art.
Aces is a thirty-one year old, Hispanic music teacher but he doesn’t look like any music teacher I’ve ever seen. He’s a six foot three inch wall of muscle with an extremely pleasant demeanor.
Shaft is the quiet one, who just sits back and takes everything in. He’s taller than the rest at about six foot six and has to be from Indian decent, Cherokee maybe. Long black hair, tanned skin with very high cheek bones. There’s something about them all that makes me feel comfortable, like I fit in here.
After the break, things get a little strange. Jade keeps getting lost with the timing of the songs. About three songs in, her words begin to slur to the point we can barely understand her. I see the other band members shooting each other weird looks but I’m not sure what’s going on. Blade looks confused as well.
Finally, Jax steps up and I hear him ask Jade if she’s okay as he brushes her hair away from her face. There’s something in the way he speaks to her. I can tell instantly that he really cares for her. He looks at Styx, “That’s it for tonight, man. Jade’s not feeling
The weekend passes way too quickly and I’m into the work week again. On Tuesday, as I am preparing to leave work, Blade comes to my desk. “Sheridan, I was hoping you could stay a little late and proof these contracts. Legal has to have them first thing in the morning.” I explain that I have practice in an hour but I would be more than glad to take them home to proof. “Practice? Sheridan, you don’t know these people. New York is a different world and you can’t just blindly trust people. I’ll take you to your practice,” he says with real concern in his voice.
“Look Blade, I’m a grown ass woman and I can take care of myself. I’m not your responsibility,” I retort.
He walks closer to my desk, staring at me intently. He places his hands on my desk and leans forward, “Either I fucking take you or I fucking follow you. Your choice but either way, I will be going with you.”
Shit, he’s dead serious . “Whatever, I don’t have time to argue with you,” I grumble as I gather my things. He closes up his office with a smug look on his face.
The drive there is strange. He’s rather quiet and I’m lost in thought as to why he acts the way he does. We arrive in front of what looks like a small, abandoned warehouse. It’s really rundown but enough out of the way that the music won’t bother anyone. Blade opens my door and forcefully takes me by the hand. I think about jerking my hand back but I just want to get to practice and not have another go around.
Everyone’s already here and I get to meet Jax. “I hear you got some magical fingers there,” he says.
“Not as magical as yours I’m sure. I’m just a fill in until the real talent heals up,” I assure him. I introduce Blade to everyone as my friend. I don’t feel like explaining the boss thing or the step brother thing. They all seem to like him but Jade hasn’t spoken to either of us.
Styx hands me a small stack of music sheets, “Think you can handle these?”
I thumb through the pages. “I think I can manage,” I grin. We begin to practice and it’s going really well. After about an hour, we take a break. Jade disappears into another room for a while but the rest of the band just hangs out and talks with me and Blade. I get to know a little about each of them.
Jax is a thirty-one year old black man and he’s the joker of the crowd. He’s about six foot four, thin but muscular and he keeps his head shaved. He has a twinkle in his eye that reminds you of a child at play.
Styx is twenty-nine and he started the band. He’s a six foot white guy, extremely broad shouldered, with blond hair that he keeps in a ponytail at the back of his neck. He has a neatly kept beard and mustache and lots of body art.
Aces is a thirty-one year old, Hispanic music teacher but he doesn’t look like any music teacher I’ve ever seen. He’s a six foot three inch wall of muscle with an extremely pleasant demeanor.
Shaft is the quiet one, who just sits back and takes everything in. He’s taller than the rest at about six foot six and has to be from Indian decent, Cherokee maybe. Long black hair, tanned skin with very high cheek bones. There’s something about them all that makes me feel comfortable, like I fit in here.
After the break, things get a little strange. Jade keeps getting lost with the timing of the songs. About three songs in, her words begin to slur to the point we can barely understand her. I see the other band members shooting each other weird looks but I’m not sure what’s going on. Blade looks confused as well.
Finally, Jax steps up and I hear him ask Jade if she’s okay as he brushes her hair away from her face. There’s something in the way he speaks to her. I can tell instantly that he really cares for her. He looks at Styx, “That’s it for tonight, man. Jade’s not feeling
Similar Books
