Hillbilly Rockstar

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Authors: Lorelei James
I’m good.” Now that the hundred-thousand-dollar paycheck loomed, she could afford to spend a little of her nest egg.
    â€œWhat about hair and makeup?”
    â€œI was hoping you’d have all the answers for that too.”
    â€œThat’s something you need to handle on your own. But let me ask Bernice if she knows anyone in Denver who specializes in makeovers.”
    Bernice. That crazy woman who told her she had the perfect face for acrew cut. Liberty had enough problems looking feminine without that. “I’m not sure—”
    â€œBernice won’t steer me wrong. I promise. As far as makeup, I’ll text you a list of basics you need in your toolbox. Then I want you to go on YouTube and watch ‘how to’ segments. I’d suggest a department store makeup counter, but I know you, sis; you’re hands-on. The best way to learn is to do it yourself. And this time you have to learn. Your job depends on it.”
    Some of the tension melted out of her. “You don’t have any idea how much I appreciate this.”
    â€œYes, sweetie, I do. I’m really tickled you came to me first.”
    â€œAs the former Miss Sweetgrass, you’re the expert. I never even considered calling anyone else.”
    â€œI wish we could do this in person.” She paused. “How long will you be on assignment?”
    â€œFour months. But I get a ten-day break after three months so I promise I’ll drive up and hang out with you and your boys.”
    â€œWe’d like that. And maybe before you leave you could FaceTime with Tate and Jake? They love the stick horses you sent.”
    She grinned. Spoiling her only nephews was her right. “Sounds good.”
    â€œI’ll text you Bernice’s salon recommendation and I’ll talk with you tomorrow. Love you, Lib. Thanks for needing my help.”
    â€œYou might be sorry you said that,” she warned. “Love you too. Kiss the fam for me.”
    Four hours later, Liberty was sitting in a beauty chair, facing a mirror. The stylist had spent fifteen minutes offering suggestions about color changes and style.
    Now the decision rested solely in her hands. She looked at her baby-fine, reddish brown hair, which brushed the tops of her breasts. Over the years she’d worn her hair either long or short, no in between. She’d never changed the color. She’d never really cared before now.
    Be daring. And face it—even a shitty haircut eventually grows out.
    â€œSo? What’ll it be?”
    Liberty smiled—although it looked more like a grimace. “Do it all. Cut it. Color it. I don’t want to recognize myself when you’re done.”

    Two days later . . .
    Devin studied the outside of his new tour bus. No gigantic image of his grinning face, no signage at all about who was on board. But there was no doubt this still looked like a rockstar’s bus. The inside was even better. He had a big master bedroom and decent-sized master bathroom. The promotion company had even found a bus with only two bunks instead of the standard four. This one had a second bathroom as well as a small alcove where the bunks would’ve been. The main living area had a half-wall on both sides that allowed for separation from the kitchen. The driver’s area was enclosed like the cab of a semitruck. The only access was through a sliding glass window.
    His roadies had unloaded his bags in his bedroom and stashed his favorite guitars in the closet. He didn’t give a damn if his clothes got wrinkled; he cared that his guitars were protected and accessible.
    Crash wandered over with an update. “We’re loaded. The equipment trucks are gone. The roadies’ bus is following. We’re waiting on Tay, but the rest of the band is ready to roll.” He peered over the top of his sunglasses. “Where’s your new personal assistant?”
    â€œWho knows? I haven’t heard from

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