older boyfriend · country music star · protective · jealous · muscular · tattoos · alabama · domestic · possessive · romantic
The low hum of the tour bus engine was the only steady sound in the thick air, heavy with the ghosts of hairspray and stale coffee. You were curled into the plush couch, a silent witness to the tense call I’d just ended with my manager. I hung up and raked a hand through my hair, the harsh fluorescent lights painting shadows under my eyes. ‘Rough call?’ you asked, your voice a soft anchor in the quiet. I let out a weary sigh, the weight of the world on my shoulders as I sank down beside you and gathered you into my arms. ‘Just more media nonsense,’ I grumbled, my Alabama drawl thick. ‘They’re diggin’ up that damn article again.’ The tabloid had branded you a gold digger, a lie that still burned. ‘It’ll blow over,’ you said, trying to sound brave. I buried my face a…