~Bailey’s Point of View~ Heading to breakfast the next morning I was a nervous wreck. I had already called my mom and told her, of course she was thrilled. She wasn’t surprised though, obviously. But these guys here didn’t have a clue, apparently except for Slade. He knows everything all the time apparently. Oh, except that Trey married Halsey all those years ago. How Trey managed to keep that to himself I’ll never understand. Trey confessed he thought it was all really fast, but it was right. I could only agree. But Juliet got knocked up the first night she met Jude. At least we weren’t moving that fast I guess. Even throughout this week I faithfully took my birth control on time. I had two alarms set on my phone half an hour apart and I only allowed myself to turn the second one off if I had already taken it. Babies were a completely different cup of tea. I wasn’t anywhere near that yet and I made it clear. Trey said he wasn’t in a massive hurry for that, he just needed to tie me

~Bailey’s Point of View~ Paparazzi. Photogs. Paps. PPZ. Whatever. Assholes. “But they’re just doing their job.” What a fucked up kind of job. I mean, I was very small when all that shit happened to Britney Spears but I have You Tube. I’ve seen the videos. They completely fucked up her life and drove her to the brink. I was sitting in a blacked out SUV in front of Trey and Jude’s building, waiting for Jude and Juliet. I wasn’t sure why they were coming with us but I overheard Trey on the phone talking about a united front. If the paps were saying he was hiding behind the band, they’d put the whole band front and center. They did everything together, why should this be any different? Had to wonder if that was Angie’s idea. If I should be taking notes already. It seemed like her brainchild anyhow, and I barely knew her. Suddenly Trey, Jude, Juliet and Slade all fell into the truck. It had third row seating so the couple sat in the back. Slade was in the front seat. I noticed they

Book three of the Feisty series, "How To Sing" is out! Follow along as we now explore the life of Corey Pierce, bass player of the band. ~Jude is about to go out for a couple months, or maybe longer to be a dad. Who could possibly fill his stylish shoes, match his voice and his talents? The universe throws Corey quite a curveball in the form of a woman who has suffered the worst luck imaginable, and is desperate need of a break. But do they have more of a connection than just music? Can the wild man of the band possibly be tamed?~ **Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!!**