Page 4 of Living on the Edge

“All right, Dad. I promise.”

“Okay, good.” He squeezes my hand and lets out a long, deep breath, as if he’s been holding it in.

He looks tired again.

“Rest, Dad. Okay?”

He nods and closes his eyes.

And twelve hours later, he’s gone.

Chapter1

Angus

Present Day

I’ve always hada thing for redheads.

Don’t get me wrong, I love all women, in all shapes, sizes, and hair color, but there’s something about a redhead. Maybe it’s the temper—cause they all seem to have one—but nine times out of ten, if there are dozens of beautiful women in a room, I’ll pick the redhead.

The one currently standing about ten feet from me is smokin’ hot.

Long hair the color of a summer sunset, even longer jean-clad legs, and a great set of tits. She’s one of those women who makes me do stupid shit, but despite being aware of it, I give her a long, lazy once over anyway.

I’m a sweaty, drenched mess after my band’s set, but that doesn’t deter most women after a show.

There are perks to being a musician.

And I can be charming when I want to.

The only question is, do I want to?

I’m halfway done with Ayn Rand’sThe Fountainhead, and my e-reader is calling my name. A shower, something to eat, and a good book sounds like a great way to wind down tonight.

Being balls-deep in the redhead over there also sounds like a good time.

I just have to decide.

And pretty quickly, since she’s currently heading in my direction.

“Hi, Angus.” She smiles. “I’m Ryleigh Tucker. I’m withRock Harder Magazineand wanted to introduce myself. I’ll be on tour with you guys for the next few weeks.”

What. The. Fuck.

My dick deflates quicker than being immersed in an ice bath.

There’s going to be a reporter embedded with us for the next month or so?

Why didn’t I know about this?

I frown even as I obligingly shake her hand.

“The show was awesome.” The comment seems genuine.

“Thanks.” I smile politely.

I’ve never been a fan of the press. They’re a necessary evil but I keep my distance, and when I’m forced to interact, I’m usually vague and abrupt. Since this particular journalist is hot, I need to get away from her stat. Before I let my little head take over my big one.

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