Free Chart Toppers (Star Maker Book 3) by J.M. Nevins Page A

or all the coaxing from Joe ages ago, she was
finally stepping into it, and he couldn’t be prouder.
    This
was the opportunity of a lifetime sitting right in front of them, and he
decided to seize it.   He stared
deeply into her eyes.   “So, let’s
start our own record label.   Babe,
you always said you wanted to build an empire.   We’ve already taken the first step.
We’re rebuilding KMK, and we know it’s going to be bigger and better than it
was.   Let’s take it a step further
and start a label.   Let’s do it!”   He reached for her hand as his steel
blue eyes sparkled with excitement.
    She
took his hand and gazed into his eyes as the wheels turned in her head.   She could tell this wasn’t just her
dream, but his too.   Having a label
and a music empire with her husband was something she had always wanted.   He was tapping into her ultimate dream,
but her inner guidance system was stuck in the mud.  
    She
couldn’t find clarity at that moment.   She remained firmly affixed in neutral, unable to provide him with a
resounding yes or a vehement no.   As
he held fast to her hand awaiting her answer, she stared at him, speechless.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    CHAPTER 5

 
    Kit let
go of Sully’s hand and shifted her eyes away.   He seemed to have the innate ability to
hypnotize her with his eyes like a cat did to an innocent bird that it intended
to devour.  
    She
needed to find the answer on her own, not be swayed by him and the seduction of
her dream to grab the brass ring of having her own label and empire.   She took a deep breath and felt her
thoughts coming back online.   Relieved, her sanity returned along with a clear idea of what to do
next.
    She
grinned and stroked his cheek.   “I
love that you want to help me make my dream come true, babe, but we can’t do
it.   Not because I don’t want to,
it’s just not time.”   She shook her
head.   “We can’t screw Diamond like
that.   You guys still need to
deliver two more albums and breaching that contract would not be a good idea.   Gypsy Tango is keeping Diamond at the
top of their game right now.   I don’t
know what I’m going to do about my consulting position, though.   Should I resign?   Ugh.   My head is a mess.   I feel confused.”  
    He
grabbed her hand again and held it patiently as he looked at her.   “Why are you confused?”
    She
sighed.   “I feel so happy when I’m
working with you guys in and out of the studio.   I also found that I felt happy playing
again like I did at Nana’s.   Writing
with you feels good but scary at the same time.   It puts me in such a vulnerable position
that I’m not entirely sure I’m comfortable with.”
    She
shifted back into a pleasant memory and smiled as her emerald eyes danced with
excitement.   “I felt so elated
seeing you guys blow up over the years.   I’d love to do that with other artists.   I know I can spot talent a mile away.   Lately, I’ve felt so disconnected from
my work at Diamond.   Contract after
contract…   I dread looking at them
now.   I want to be creating.   Whether it’s songs, albums or superstar
artists.”
    A wide
grin spread across Sully’s face.   “You have to do it, Kit.   You
have to follow your heart.”
    She
looked at him, her green eyes wide and innocent.   “What would you do if you were me?”
    He felt
his heart melt seeing her in such a vulnerable state trusting his opinion
implicitly.   It was a rare occurrence.   She didn’t put herself into these kinds
of positions often.   He felt an even
greater responsibility to help her.   He wanted to do everything in his power to make the situation better and
protect her interests.  
    He
leaned forward and stared deeply into her eyes.   “If I were you?   If I were you, I’d resign, Kit.   And I’d produce GT’s new album plus put
my feelers out about new talent.   Maybe see if there was anyone out there right now that I liked enough