Snared (Jaded Regret #1) Read Online Free

rather quickly to get people motivated to give. April came up with this idea, and they were trying to make it happen with us. I guess it’s good we aren’t planning to schedule our tour quite yet.”
    “Well, then we need to get to work on our new stuff,” Bex said, turning back and picking up her guitar. “If they want a show, we’re going to give them one. We’ll make it exclusive, so make sure they know we will play songs never before heard. That should help with their ticket price and crowd. Make sure Allan pays the big bucks for advertising and help them out. You know he’s a cheapskate on that shit.”
    I opened my mouth to object that maybe we wouldn’t be ready yet, but I snapped it shut. Bex would work us to the bone for the next month to make sure we were.
    “You got it, boss,” Natalie joked. “I’m going to my office to work my magic. You guys work your magic in here. Make me proud.” She flipped her hair, and with one last glance at Tanner, she left the room.
    Natalie needed to find a man who would treat her like the queen she was and stop wishing for Tanner to throw her a bone.

Beau
    I TURNED IN my bed, squinting my eyes at the bright morning light. What the hell was I doing awake so early? The clock read just after nine in the morning, which put me at a whopping four hours of sleep. My dick was hard as a rock under the covers, but I ignored it.
    Just like that, visions of Robyn flinging back the sheet and sucking me all those years ago flooded back. I didn’t often let myself think of her, but sometimes the memories came without warning. She’d been the only girl I’d ever slept with, had ever let that close to me, and she’d disappeared off the face of the earth after our one night together.
    I sometimes wondered where she was and what had happened to make her leave and never contact me again, but thinking of that just solidified what I already thought of myself—I didn’t have any business getting close to anyone in that way. The one time I let down my guard, and that’s what happened.
    Sex with my hand was enough. At least then I couldn’t hurt anyone but myself, and they couldn’t hurt me. The pain in my head was enough to bear.
    Rolling over and standing up, I stretched. My arms were sore from drumming so much over the last few weeks. We had practiced for the twentieth night in a row until two in the morning. Bex was a fucking slave driver, but it would be worth it. Our new sets were fucking awesome. When I’d gotten home, I’d been wired, so Nat and I had watched a movie before crashing.
    We were leaving in a week to go to Orlando. We’d get there a few days ahead of time to rehearse and get settled. We’d found out Young Angels Children’s Hospital was being built to honor Dr. Knight’s deceased daughter, Lucia, who had died from a brain tumor when she was just four years old. Dr. Knight was a world renowned neurologist who specialized in brain tumors. His daughter, April, was the social worker and the reason for us headlining the fundraiser. We would meet her and her parents at a welcome dinner the night we arrive.
    I wondered if him becoming a neurologist had been because of Lucia, or had he already been one? Had he missed his daughter’s tumor and that’s what kept him going, to try never to let that happen again?
    I attempted to imagine what it would be like to lose a child, but it was so far outside my realm of understanding I simply couldn’t. The only experience I had with parents was my father killing himself and my mother locking me in a mental institution when I was twelve, dropping Natalie with our neighbor, and leaving forever. We had no idea if she was still alive or not.
    Suffice it to say, I hadn’t a clue what it was like to have people dedicated to loving you through anything.
    After my dad had died—when I was only five years old—things had gone to shit. When I’d found him, it had changed me. My mind hadn’t been able to wrap around what I’d