Sheet Music - A Rock 'n' Roll Love Story
- Автор: Lister Ann
- Серия: Sheet Music #1
- Год: 2011
- Язык: голландский
- Год: Lulu.com
- ISBN: 9781105173578
- Жанр: Прочая древняя литература
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“I guess what I’m trying to say is, you can’t change your past anymore than I can change mine. Granted, my past isn’t quite as colorful as yours, but nonetheless, it’s done and over with.”
“So everything is okay?”
“Yeah. But if you ‘omit’ important information like that again…”
“Annie, you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Okay, then let’s forget about it,” she said. Nervously she wrung out her hands. “There’s something else I need to share with you. It’s something I found out just before I left for New York.”
“What is it?”
“Do you remember the night a couple of months ago we made that enormous bonfire on the beach?”
“Yeah,” he replied, wondering where she was leading the conversation.
“I helped you find the driftwood to burn and then together we watched it blaze for hours.”
“Yes.”
“I want you to think about that night for a moment,” Annie requested, searching his eyes for acknowledgment. Slowly, Michael began to smile.
“Why are you smiling?” she asked.
“Because I’m remembering what we did beside the fire, on the blanket in the sand. A spark shot out and burned my ass.”
“Yes, you’re right.
Tears quickly pooled in her eyes and collected on her eyelashes. Then she took his hands and placed them on her lower belly. “Michael, the fire isn’t the only thing we made that night.”
“What do you mean?”
“We made a baby.”
“You’re pregnant?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“I had a blood test the day you arrived in New York and that confirmed it. By my calculations, I’ll be due around April.”
Michael stood and ran his fingers through his hair. “You’re really pregnant?” he asked again, staring at her on the floor in disbelief.
“Oh God! You’re not happy.” She said, her shoulders slouching in regret.
“Happy? Happy doesn’t even come close to describing how I’m feeling right now. Come here,” he said, pulling her up against his body in a soft embrace. “Having you in my life is a complete treasure. You having my baby is the ultimate gift, Annie.”
He shook his head and kissed her mouth. “I’m happy when room service doesn’t screw up my order. You having my baby is way beyond being ‘happy’.”
His hands drifted down between their bodies and cupped her belly. “You have no idea how happy I am right now, Annie.”
She slid her fingers around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. Their connection was hot like the flames in the fireplace that were beginning to burn through their clothing.
He made love to her that night on the floor beside the fire. They took their time in an unhurried sweet surrender. Their souls collided and coupled in a way that left them both speechless and awed by the perfection of their love. When it was over, he held her close to his body, almost afraid to let her go.
“Are you all right?” he asked, noticing streaks of tears on her face.
She nodded and smiled, cuddling tighter against his lean body.
“Why are you crying?” Michael asked.
“Because I’ve never felt loved like this before, and now we have a baby on the way, it’s so perfect,” she answered, gazing into his clear blue eyes.
“I know exactly what you mean.”
He turned to her and combed his fingers through her hair. “I want you to know I will be a great father to this baby. I promise.”
She smiled proudly. “I don’t doubt that for a minute.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Two weeks later, Annie was neck deep into plans for her first tour with Lace. Michael contacted two of his own security people and called them into action. He wasn’t taking any risks with the security force put in place by Lace’s management, especially with Annie being pregnant. She was nervous enough without having to worry about the behind-the-scenes issues that plague every band tour.
The tour was set to begin in New York City. It was ‘home turf’ for Lace and where their biggest fan base was located. On the other hand, Annie felt like an outsider. She didn’t know anyone in New York and had no existing fans to speak of.
“Where would you rather kick off the tour?” Michael asked, as he watched Annie frantically pace the floor of the rehearsal studio.
“Anywhere but here, maybe in Worcester or even Boston, for that matter. At least I’d know people there.”
Michael laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. “Annie, Lace is too big a band to kick off a major tour in Worcester. You should be happy about that. They want to target their largest markets. You have to remember, this is a business.”
“I know, I know.” She spun around to face him. “You’ll be there, right?”
He laughed again. “Annie, I wouldn’t miss this for the world!”
Her shoulders relaxed.
“I’ve already talked to Brian and arranged our schedule so I can be here with you,” he said supportively.
Unbeknownst to Annie, Michael had made reservations for Gary, Buzz and Ivory to be in attendance, front row and center. Even the members of Thrust were going to be there for the kick off of the tour. It would all remain a surprise until Annie took the stage.
The first concert was set for the Saturday after Thanksgiving. A few days before the show, Taylor entered the hospital and had the heart surgery necessary to prolong her life. The operation proved successful, but Taylor would remain in the hospital for weeks before heading home for several more months of recuperation. Lacey had hoped by spring, Taylor would be able to return to the rigors of performing with the band.
With Taylor safely out of surgery, Lacey and Annie pulled together the final details of the New York concert. Annie’s stomach was in such a knot on Thanksgiving Day, that she wasn’t able to eat a thing. Michael even dragged her to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade just to try and keep her mind off the concert. Nothing seemed to work.
Showered and dressed hours before she had to be, Annie paced the floor to their Trump Tower hotel suite, waiting for the arrival of the limousine. After changing into three different outfits, she had decided to go with the short, black satin skirt with a very fitted double-breasted sleeveless tuxedo coat with white collar and accents. Her arms were encased in long black opera gloves and thigh-high black leather boots adorned her legs. A professional hair stylist and makeup artist had been by earlier to put the finishing touches on her. They had piled her hair in a tight French twist on her head and applied make-up that made her positively glow. The last detail was jewelry. Without a second thought, she selected the diamond necklace and earring set that Michael had given her back in June.
He came out of the bathroom adjusting a white silk tie around his neck. He was dressed in an informal Armani double-breasted black suit coat with tight leather pants and black silk shirt. His thick curls spilled over his shoulders and his face was freshly-shaven.
“So, what do you think?” he asked, searching for a compliment.
Annie was busy staring out the hotel window down at the city traffic below. “I think we’re going to be late,” she complained, missing the meaning of his question completely.
He joined her at the window and slid an arm around her while consulting his watch for the time. “You’ve got two hours before show time. Relax. The limo will be here soon.”
“Oh God! I think I’m going to throw up again,” she screamed, and ran for the bathroom. Morning sickness had become an all-day affair for her and sapped her energy.
Michael shook his head and wondered if the tour was going to be too much for her now that she was pregnant. Maybe she’d relax a bit after she saw Lacey and the other guys in the band, he hoped. A smile slid across his face as he remembered the surprise guests he had waiting for her in the front row of the Music Hall. If nothing else worked, they would calm down her nerves.