The Remix (The Hollywood Twins, #2) Read Online Free
Author: Amanda White
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"Can you show me how this works?" he asked.
"Sure," Hanna said and stood up so he could sit down in the computer chair. She plunked herself down in his lap and began showing him the different tools she used in the program to create the mixes she made.
"So this is how you made the remix of Kimberly's song?" he asked curiously.
"Yes," she nodded and showed him what she had used.
"You know, you can do this too," he placed his hand lightly over the mouse she was using and guided her through a few tools she had not realized even existed. "This way the music mixes a little smoother," he continued as he blended together some music. "With this effect it'll come out rougher, you can even mix genres as different as rap and country, and it comes out really interesting and edgy."
Hanna admired his knowledge of the program and his instincts when it came to music.
"Do you mix yourself?" she asked, wondering how he knew so much about music production.
"Sort of," he replied hesitantly. He did not want to reveal the truth too soon, but he liked Hanna, and thought she was down to earth enough not to get too freaked.
"Actually, I work in the music industry," he began carefully.
"Really?" Hanna asked skeptically. She had met quite a few men who claimed to work in the music industry and turned out to be chauffeurs.
"Sure, I could actually take your remix to Kimberly's record label," he shrugged mildly. "They might like it."
Hanna's brows furrowed with annoyance. "You don't have to make stories up, the night we had together is enough, really."
Tony was a little taken back by her attitude. "I'm not making anything up," he insisted. "I actually produced Breaking Down, and I think your version is good enough to make it as an official remix."
Hanna climbed off of his lap and turned to face him, her expression stern. "Tony, there is no way in hell that you work with Kimberly Cole. My life just does not work that way. I really don't understand why you are ruining this with lies. I like you fine, you don't need to pretend to be someone else." Her cheeks were flushed with annoyance.
"Wow," Tony tipped his head back some and swept his gaze over her. "You have some trust issues don't you,” he tried to resist smiling as Hanna glared at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He handed her one of his business cards which stated his name and his profession.
“Oh,” Hanna said quietly as she looked down at the card. His name was not Tony Gee, but Tony Gigliono, who was the producer on Kimberly Cole's song. Hanna knew this because she had looked into it when she found she liked the song so much. “Sorry,” she added, embarrassed that she had thrown such a fit. “It's just-”
“People aren't always honest,” he replied as he reached up and grasp her waist. “I am,” he looked deeply into her eyes. “I think your mix is great, and if you let me, I will take it to the record label and Kimberly herself.”
Hanna could not believe her luck. She was amazed that in one night she could have made the ultimate contact, and not only that, but he was one of the best lovers she had ever been with.
“Of course,” she exhaled, her heart beginning to pound as she imagined her remix being played for Kimberly Cole. “Absolutely,” she squealed and jumped right back into his lap.
“That's more like it,” he grinned and drew her into a passionate kiss.
Chapter 5
Hanna was brimming with excitement over the possibility that her remix might actually be released by Kimberly Cole's record label. She could do nothing but listen to it in her free time, and read blurbs about Kimberly's activities. Hanna was not usually that into stalking celebrities but she liked Kimberly's music so much that she was sure they would get along if they ever met.
While she kept herself busy working in Garage Band, she did not even notice at
"Can you show me how this works?" he asked.
"Sure," Hanna said and stood up so he could sit down in the computer chair. She plunked herself down in his lap and began showing him the different tools she used in the program to create the mixes she made.
"So this is how you made the remix of Kimberly's song?" he asked curiously.
"Yes," she nodded and showed him what she had used.
"You know, you can do this too," he placed his hand lightly over the mouse she was using and guided her through a few tools she had not realized even existed. "This way the music mixes a little smoother," he continued as he blended together some music. "With this effect it'll come out rougher, you can even mix genres as different as rap and country, and it comes out really interesting and edgy."
Hanna admired his knowledge of the program and his instincts when it came to music.
"Do you mix yourself?" she asked, wondering how he knew so much about music production.
"Sort of," he replied hesitantly. He did not want to reveal the truth too soon, but he liked Hanna, and thought she was down to earth enough not to get too freaked.
"Actually, I work in the music industry," he began carefully.
"Really?" Hanna asked skeptically. She had met quite a few men who claimed to work in the music industry and turned out to be chauffeurs.
"Sure, I could actually take your remix to Kimberly's record label," he shrugged mildly. "They might like it."
Hanna's brows furrowed with annoyance. "You don't have to make stories up, the night we had together is enough, really."
Tony was a little taken back by her attitude. "I'm not making anything up," he insisted. "I actually produced Breaking Down, and I think your version is good enough to make it as an official remix."
Hanna climbed off of his lap and turned to face him, her expression stern. "Tony, there is no way in hell that you work with Kimberly Cole. My life just does not work that way. I really don't understand why you are ruining this with lies. I like you fine, you don't need to pretend to be someone else." Her cheeks were flushed with annoyance.
"Wow," Tony tipped his head back some and swept his gaze over her. "You have some trust issues don't you,” he tried to resist smiling as Hanna glared at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He handed her one of his business cards which stated his name and his profession.
“Oh,” Hanna said quietly as she looked down at the card. His name was not Tony Gee, but Tony Gigliono, who was the producer on Kimberly Cole's song. Hanna knew this because she had looked into it when she found she liked the song so much. “Sorry,” she added, embarrassed that she had thrown such a fit. “It's just-”
“People aren't always honest,” he replied as he reached up and grasp her waist. “I am,” he looked deeply into her eyes. “I think your mix is great, and if you let me, I will take it to the record label and Kimberly herself.”
Hanna could not believe her luck. She was amazed that in one night she could have made the ultimate contact, and not only that, but he was one of the best lovers she had ever been with.
“Of course,” she exhaled, her heart beginning to pound as she imagined her remix being played for Kimberly Cole. “Absolutely,” she squealed and jumped right back into his lap.
“That's more like it,” he grinned and drew her into a passionate kiss.
Chapter 5
Hanna was brimming with excitement over the possibility that her remix might actually be released by Kimberly Cole's record label. She could do nothing but listen to it in her free time, and read blurbs about Kimberly's activities. Hanna was not usually that into stalking celebrities but she liked Kimberly's music so much that she was sure they would get along if they ever met.
While she kept herself busy working in Garage Band, she did not even notice at
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