Free Whisky Lullaby: Rock Star Romance, Step-brother New Adult Romance (Tennessee Romance Book 1) by Lexy Timms Page B

“This is gonna be one hell of a show.”
     
     



Chapter Ten
    The Cave
     
     
    White shimmering lights strung from the black awning hung out front of the Cave. Round tables with ornate chairs sat on the patio and there was a long queue of college students standing impatiently in line waiting for the show to begin.
    Their black van careened down Snyder Road and came to a screeching halt outside the Cave. From the back Zip, Chris, Dale and Gavin jumped out, instruments and equipment in hand as they darted for the front door of the Cave where the general manager was waiting for them.
    When the crowd spotted them, many of the spectators began to applaud and cheer.
    “All right, Gavin!”
    “Aye Zip! Sign my shirt!”
    “Chris! Chris! I love you!”
    “Dale baby, did ya leave your girlfriend at home tonight?! I’ll show you a good time! Yeah baby!”
    The catcalls continued as the band walked up the path to the door. In a moment’s pause the crowd changed to who was missing.
    “Where’s Logan?!”
    “Yeah! Logan, where are you?”
    “Looooo-gan! Come out and play, pretty boy!”
    “Logan! Logan! Logan!”
    Gavin shook his head as they scooted inside. He’d never get tired of the crowds. He loved it. He stood at the open door held by the manager. “That’s right Logan, keep ‘em waiting. It only drives ‘em crazier.”
    Then, almost as if on cue, the purr of a motorcycle revved loudly over the feverish noise of the crowd.
    “Oh, hell. Here he is.” Dale slung his guitar across his shoulder and peered out beside Gavin.
    Sure enough, speeding up Snyder Road was none other than Logan Murphy himself, with Kylee’s cousin riding in the back seat gripping onto Logan’s shoulders tightly.
    Gavin frowned. He didn’t care if Logan wanted to go on a date, but he did care if he came riding in to a gig with the girl on his bike. They needed to please the crowds, play the game and make sure they secured a spot at Rock Star Royale.
    “Good luck, Logan,” the girl said as she kissed Logan’s shoulder blade gently.
    Pulling the motorcycle into the reserved parking spot beside the door, Gavin watched Logan grab the girl’s hand as they rushed into the club.
    Compared to the brightness outside, the dimness inside the club seemed extra dark. Gavin high-fived Logan as he passed and nodded at the girl. She’s pretty . Something about her made Gavin think she wasn’t a single night kind of gal. He scratched his head. Now’s not the time, Logan. Please, not now. He followed them into the club.
    Inside the bar area, Dale had found Lisa sitting on a barstool, bottles of beer lined up. She handed each of the guys a long neck as they passed. Dale leaned over and kissed her.
    “Hey sexy,” Lisa teased as she passed Dale a cold one.
    “And look who finally graced us with their presence.” Gavin grabbed two bottles and handed one to Logan. He smiled politely at the pretty girl. “Do you want one?”
    “Not yet. Thanks though.” Her accent told him she was a New Yorker.
    Logan pointed, “Guys, this is Ashley. Ashley, here’s the band.”
    Gavin nodded and shook the hand Ashley offered. “I’m Gavin.”
    She shook hands with Zip, Dale and Chris. It seemed like Gavin was the only one not impressed she was there.
    “Did anybody bring Cecilia?” Logan looked around.
    “Cecilia?” Ashley asked and elbowed Logan in the gut. “That your girlfriend you forgot to tell me about?”
    Gavin raised his eyebrows. Maybe she was a one-night stand kind of girl. Good for you, Logan . “You could call her Logan’s girl.”
    Logan laughed as he covered his eyes with his hand in mortification.
    Gavin laughed at the surprise on Ashley’s face. Enough teasing the poor girl. She might be okay after all. Cecilia is Logan’s banjo… And yeah I brought it in. It’s all fixed, tuned and ready to go.” He handed Logan the black banjo case.
    “Thanks, Gav.” Logan took a swig of his beer. As he wiped his mouth with the back of his