Page 59 of Timeless: Encore

“Ty’s in excellent spirits,” Zane confirms.

Ronni disentangles herself from Connor and gestures to the stairs. “Fee and Zane still have restaurant stuff tonight. Let’s get out of their hair so they can hopefully have time to relax.”

“Oh, aye.” Connor nods at me. “I’ll go get the boys.”

Zane winds a lock of my hair around his finger. “Thank you for doing this, Fee. It meant a lot to them. To me. Leave the rest for Olga.”

I nod. The best thing I could do is put my feet up for a while. Hang out with Mia before I go back to the restaurant.

As successful as today has been, Gus is going to take most of my time for the foreseeable future. Family time will be essentially nonexistent.

It just makes me determined to have it all. Soon.

The faster I get my Michelin Star, the faster Mia and I can travel with Zane and the faster we can expand our family.

Seems like the best motivation around.

Chapter twenty

ZANE

One Month Later

Hiatusisofficiallyfuckingover.

Hallelujah.

God, I’m so psyched. I’m not certain why I was ever worried. Me, Ty, Jace, and Connor are fucking magic. I’m as pumped today as I was all those years ago when LTZ first played together. No other band has our vibe. Our energy …

LTZ isspecial.We always have been. We always will be.

Standing here onstage at the new Mission, I survey the showroom floor. Shit, I feel like bawling.Thisis what I was missing. My band. The adrenaline before a show. The anticipation of being on stage.

Two shows a year? Five? Fifty? Doesn’t matter. As long as we’re together and making music regularly, my life is complete.

As happy as I am to have such a huge part of my life back, being there for Fee over the past year has been totally worth it. Her soft openings have gone perfect. The press adores her. Her staff is impeccable. They’d follow her anywhere. They trust her. Not many chefs have the luxury of eighteen months to focus on one restaurant concept and execute it. Fiona has made use of every single minute.

It’s a monumental night for my family.

“Nice article inPeople, asshole.“ Jace flings a copy of the magazine at Connor. “Way to steal Fiona’s thunder.”

Connor catches it easily in midair. “Not my idea. Ronni had to do damage control for being forced out of herownfeckin’ movie.”

No. No. No. Today is not the day for any outside drama.

“Uh, guys? Look around us.” I gesture to our crew. The bar staff. The kids from Ty’s foundation who are going to kick off the show. “I know you all have shit going on, but please. Can we leave it behind for a day?”

We’re sitting on the edge of the stage waiting for Ty. To their credit, Jace and Connor take my comments to heart. As they should. I don’t ask for a lot, but today is all about LTZ. Gus. Fee. The Mission. What we’ve accomplished is ... unbelievable. Gus is a legacy and homage to Fee’s dad. The Mission is a huge part of my dad’s band’s legacy. LTZ’s legacy too.

It’s all about the fuckinglegacytonight. Nothing else.

The nightclub has the look and feel of the old Mission but modernized. I point out the mural comprised of posters from the most important Mission shows. Including several Limelight shows from the 90s, and of course the LTZ show that set our career in motion. I’m so fucking proud.

“This is fantastic, Zane, so it is. But where the fuck is Ty?” Connor glances toward the load-in dock.

“He’s still in the car talking to Zoey. She’s not been feeling well again. As soon as he makes sure she’s okay he’ll be here.” I strum a chord on my precious Gibson, excited to plug in and run through some songs. Just then, I get a text from Ty. Of course he’s not at the loading dock, he’s at the entrance. “Ty’s out front, I’ll go get him.”

Predictably, he’s still in the car with his security guard, Sergey. I jump in the back seat and hold out my fist. “Hey, my brother.”

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