He was in awe of her, it looked amazing. He would just have to be careful with her later.
Snapping back to reality he heard the crowd roar as the support act finished their set. Ten more minutes and he’d be out there facing them alone. No Ben to watch his back. Grace sidled up next to him, slipping her hand in his back jeans pocket as she brought him in towards her for a kiss. “How’s my sexy man doing? Not freaking out too much are you?”
Alex bent down to kiss her as he enveloped her in his strong arms. “Nope, not freaking out at all. Just wanna get it done now. How’s your leg? Did you take some painkillers? I’ll put the cream on it later for you.”
“I had a tattoo, not my leg amputated! Quit fussing over me. Have you got everything you need?” Pulling in her eyebrows she scanned his face for any tell tale signs of an impending meltdown.
Alex nodded. “I have you, that’s all I need now.”
“Will you two get a damn room? Are you not tired of him yet Grace? You know I could fix you up with a real nice guy.” Craig had appeared behind them, teasing Alex he was trying to keep the atmosphere light and relaxed; they had a lot riding on tonight. “You ready Alex?”
Grace hugged him tightly, “You can do this.” She watched as the made his way to centre stage amidst the deafening noise, she was able see through him, and she knew he was still fighting his nerves. As the noise levels settled, she watched in awe as his stance altered. He was slipping into his so called Alex Carter mode. He looked anxious until he shifted his weight on to his left leg, the smile spreading broadly across his face. He turned to look at her and she realised that he had put her present inside his boot. She had given him a small bag filled with sand from the beach at The Lighthouse, intending for him to carry it around with him when he travelled. A little piece of home.
Alex gazed at Grace feeling the sand squelch under his foot, how did she do that? How did she know exactly the right thing to give him or say to him in order to calm him down?
With one foot firmly planted on home soil he could do anything. Lowering his mouth to the microphone he returned his attention to the crowd, hearing his mark he allowed his trademark gravelly voice to travel across the arena. The crowd responded with a deafening cheer.
He was back, right where he belonged with his girl by his side.
Acknowledgements
Also Chelsea,Katz thanks for all of your support throughout this madness.
This one is for you mum. You were an inspiration throughout my life and continue to be so. Taken from us far too soon.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Epilogue