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Piper
A tour with Fate didn’t hold a candle to going on tour with Drew Stone. The crowds, the fans, the constant energy.
It filled her days, giving her a singular focus that took her mind from everything else.
The first week flew by in a series of concerts and meet and greets. Drew wasn’t as much into the parties asFatehad been, preferring instead quiet hangouts with his crew and dancers.
And Piper loved every minute of it.
She followed Drew through his soundcheck, grinning from the sidelines as he finished the song for the empty Bridgestone Arena in Nashville. Most people thought of Nashville as the country mecca, but Drew and Noah’s concert sold out in a single day.
Rock over country any day.
Drew flashed her a grin as he sauntered from the stage.
“Everything good?” she asked, hugging her clipboard to her chest.
“Peachy.”
“Good.” She looked down at the clipboard. “Noah and his band will take the stage next for their check. They’re going on after you tonight.” They stopped by a table laden with food.
Drew reached for a sub, but Piper slapped his hand away and handed him a bottle of water.
He grumbled something about mean assistants.
Piper lifted a brow. “Sure, eat it. I’m not your mom. But Matt tells me if you eat before a concert, you get serious stomach issues.”
“I should fire him.”
“Good thing he already quit for a better job.”
“There is no better job than working for me.” He winked.
Piper laughed. So far, she couldn’t say he was wrong. It was a completely different world from following Quinn around. There was no laundry, no coffee runs, no mean words Piper had to pretend to let slide right off her. Instead, she felt… respected for the first time in her short career.
“Come on.” Piper pulled him away from the table. “You need to shower if you’re going to make it to the meet and greet.”
“Are you saying I stink?”
“Yes.”
He laughed. “Matt was never this mean to me.”
She shrugged but didn’t respond.
“What meet and greet is this again?”
“Make a Wish. This kid wanted nothing more than to meet his idol, Drew Stone. Lord knows I have no idea why.”
He elbowed her, and she laughed.
“You, Noah, and Jo are due backstage two hours before the concert.”
“Sure, sure. Wouldn’t miss this one. I’m going back to the hotel for a spell to nap.” He skipped away from her—yes, skipped. Her boss was ridiculous.
“Don’t forget the shower,” she called after him.
