Perfect For Me: Road To Whatever (Perfect for Me #1)(11)
“Sweet,” Sleep chuckles. “Just so you all know I won’t touch her but I am officially in love with her.” Everyone laughs but me which thankfully no one seems to notice because Mandy pokes her head in the garage.
“Hey you guys. Is it okay for me and Kitty to come in,” Mandy asks in a soft voice that raises the hairs on the back of my neck.
Mandy is never soft spoken or timid unless she is upset about something. I frown as Crush waves her in and Kitty walks in looking as if she has been crying. I know she wants this gig but we didn’t give her the impression she wasn’t getting it so there would be no reason for her to cry over it. And why would Mandy look so sad, we talked this morning. I told her Kitty pretty much had the gig I just needed to talk it over with the guys.
Kitty takes a seat on a crate as far away from everyone as she can get. Mandy sits next to Sleep and Crush and starts talking about the tour she is working on for us over the summer. We would rather start out sooner but we are aware that Kitty is finishing a semester at school and would need more time before she can pick up and start traveling.
We will have to work around her schedule a lot for the next few months but she is worth it after what we saw last night. I study Kitty for a while before I clear my throat to get the room’s attention. Everyone stops talking and looks over to me. Kitty looks up at me through her lashes looking just like a sad little kitten.
“Kitty, we just wanted to let you know that you are a new member of True Life. You and I will be the lead singers and we will finally get to start working on this demo,” I announce.
Kitty gives a weak smile that doesn’t even touch her eyes. “Thanks guys,” she mutters. “You can text me rehearsal times and I will do my best to be at as many as I can.”
“No worries Kit,” Crush croons, “I think this will be great. I mean if it’s cool with you we’ll rehearse in your studio sometimes too.”
“Um…maybe not Chris,” Mandy hisses and narrows her eyes at Crush.
“No, he is right Mandy. Maybe that would help, you know… me move forward,” Kitty says swallowing past the lump in her throat. “Crush maybe you can come over sometime and see if everything down there is still working and if I need to have anything replaced, okay?”
“Sure Kitten, when you’re ready, babe,” Crush smiles.
“I’ll let you know. Listen, thanks again guys I need to get going. I’ll see you later,” Kitty says as she stands and starts for the door.
I want to jump up and follow her out to find out what is wrong but Mandy is at her side before I can make a move. If that douchebag wannabe boyfriend of hers hurt her I will rip his face off. It had to be him. She was fine before leaving with him this morning.
I am so angry I can’t see straight. All I want is to protect the little kitten that is walking out of the door. I didn’t miss the whole studio thing with her and Crush but I could always pick him for that information later. First thing I want to know is who took the smile from my girl’s face.
And with that thought I sigh. I am done. Kelly ‘Kitty’ Nelson owns me completely. The one girl that is off limits to me is the one girl I want totally.
CHAPTER Four
“Everything looks good Kitten. I’d have the board serviced if I were you since it’s been like three years since anyone has used it but other than that we can just pick up a few wires, some plugins and a new computer. We’ll be set from there. We can still rehearse here in the meantime,” Chris says as he moves around the studio.
I have been with the band for about two weeks now and my classes have been hard on the bands rehearsal schedule. They have tried working around me but it still hasn’t been as smooth as everyone would like. I was hanging out with Mandy, Chris and Rage last night and Chris asked if I gave any thought to opening the studio again.
I almost told him I wasn’t ready but when Rage’s eyes lit up and he asked if working from my studio would make things easier for me to rehearse I gave in. I have noticed when it comes to those intense grey eyes I have no will power. Since being in the band Rage has talked me into spending, the little spare time, I do have around him. To as he puts it build chemistry with the band, which would be fine if we ever hooked up with the rest of the band.
Instead we have gone to see a couple of bands in concert. I’ve been with Rage to get another tat. We’ve been to get him a new guitar. I have even been out on a few rides on the back of his bike that I was sort of surprised to find out he had. Not that he is not the type to ride a bike it’s just he is in love with his Nova. I didn’t think you could pull him away from his car long enough to get him on anything else.
Truth be told I really don’t mind the extra time with just him. I have gotten to know that he can be really sweet. Looking at him you wouldn’t think that he could be the perfect gentleman and always concerned with someone else’s comfort. He is always so cool and nonchalant around the rest of the band or when we are at the bar for a gig, but when we are together or he thinks no one is watching he is so attentive, it is endearing.
I figure the studio is the least I can do for him since he is unknowingly filling a void for me. Linc has yet to answer or return any of my calls or text for the last two weeks. If it weren’t for Rage’s distractions I would be super depressed.
“So you want to go and get that stuff now,” I ask Chris.