Free Invisible (A Night Fire Novel Book 5) by TM Watkins

songs?”
    Brad grinned as he lowered the can from his lips, his eyes gleaming bright.
    “ How about the whole fucking album, that big enough for ya?”
    I sank back to the lounge with pure, undiluted shock. An entire album. Most bands get one, maybe two songs for a soundtrack.
    This was big. This was huge. This was epic.

Chapter Nine
     
    It was Friday, one day left before I turned twenty-one. If El had wanted to spend the day ensuring that preparations for the party tomorrow night were on track, she was mistaken. The clubhouse was being inundated with calls, it was so bad that I was no longer on holidays and she came in to help. Eden powered through the morning, amid the mad dashes to the bathroom to throw up. The boys were somewhere downstairs, in lock down for writing and composing this new album. They had a fair amount of time but they didn't want to be lazy about it.
    Because of the nonsense with Jaxon, I was no longer Kaylee when answering the phone. I was the nameless nobody that answered, took the message and avoided their persistent questions. The constant attention was great for distracting the mind, forgetting about all of the things that were right and wrong with my life.
    Hunger gnawed at me, under El's insistence I had an early lunch. Getting into the kitchen on the second floor wasn't easy when we were in lock down. There was an internal set of stairs between the studio and the chill out area, done this way so they could lock the doors at the main set of stairs to avoid being disturbed.
    I huffed when my code wouldn't work on the keypad. They really hadn't thought about the layout properly when they built this place. Lock down meant that I couldn't get to the kitchen to get lunch and it's not as if I could walk outside to get lunch. So I went the long way around, going through the studio.
    My thumping on the door earned me a frown from my father.
    “ The doors are locked.” I said as I pushed through.
    “ Yes, I know that Kaylee.”
    “ Yeah well, I want lunch.”
    I trudged up the stairs and made my way through the mess in the lounge area, stopping at the doorway to the kitchen. A burning heat filled my body as I heard the giggles of an unknown woman. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, opening them again and stepped into the kitchen. Once in view of who was here, I could honestly say that I wasn't shocked.
    She leaned on the bench and had the stupidest grin on her face as she nibbled on a red vine. She's touching my fucking vines, the bitch. Jaxon turned and gave me a tip of his head, a sly smirk on his face.
    “ Thought you were in lock down.”
    “ We are.”
    “ No guests allowed for lock down.”
    Jaxon looked at me and he knew this was going to be one hell of a throw down. If he thinks he can swan into my world and destroy my attempts at finding someone without repercussion, he's got another thing coming.
    “ Sorry but she has to go.” I smiled sweetly.
    His eyes narrowed at me as his hands went to his hips.
    “ Does Jerry know she's here?”
    Eyes widened and then narrowed again. I'll take that as a no then.
    “ Sorry sweetheart.” I turned the smile to her. “I'm afraid you have to go. Here, let me help you out of the building.”
    “ What?” she frowned with confusion, looking to Jaxon.
    I pulled her by the elbow and led her to the stairs. Rather than the main stairs, I dragged her through the studio so that everyone knew that she had been here. The looks on their faces were ones of impending doom, especially my father. It didn't help that Jaxon was two steps behind us, trying to stop me.
    The crowd of paparazzi went crazy as I brought the woman to the front gate, pushing her through. I stepped into the little hut to speak with the guard.
    “ She's not to come back, ever. Understand?”
    “ Yes ma'am.”
    I turned around to the glass door, on the other side was Jaxon who looked pissed. The cameras trained on the two of us. His eyes flicked to the ones who were to our side, the