Grojband Corey Novels & Stories

Troy grinned back at Cort and said, “I don’t know about rocking out, but I’ll give it my best.” He waved to the two men behind him and said, “You already know Bradford, but Dex here is also auditioning for the band. He plays bass.” “Hey, man,” Troy said, waving to him. “Hey,” Dex said, waving back. Cort walked over to Addy and led her to one of the chairs nearby. “Here’s your front-row seat,” he told her, waving toward the chair. “Thank you, kind sir,” she said, sitting down and setting her purse beside her.

she said, crossing her arms. She quickly realized she couldn’t really cross them with her belly in the way and threw up her hands, annoyed. “I don’t know what we’re doing yet as far as that goes, but I’ll personally guarantee you at least two months off with full pay. We’re co-owners, the whole band is,” Corey said, sure of himself.

“Since they were passing out at strip clubs and I’d find them covered in glitter at 4am…” More cheers. I buried my face in my hands. “We’ve had more ups and downs than I could possibly count. They’re my brothers, my family and even with all the migraines and anxiety attacks … yeah I’m looking at you Corey…” The crowd went wild and out of the corner of my eye Trey raised Corey’s hand like he was Rocky. I squinted so hard it almost hurt. “I’m definitely going to continue to manage them though the nature of our relationship might have to take a backseat to the one who's been missing from all the chaos,” he said, as my eyes bugged out of my head.

“Ouch, Princess.” “Far out, lil lady.” Joffery laughed, lifting his hand for a high five and I dabbed him one. Standing at nearly 6’7 the guy was a freaking giant. Kyler already made me feel small. But whenever I was around him, I felt like a little kid. But aside from these three, there was also Candy, the Rhythm guitarist. And with Kyler being their lead vocalist and Bassist. There were a total of four in the band.

I said, holding out my hand. He smiled and wiped his greasy hand on his pants before shaking mine. His hands were rough and large, but warm. He touched me. Corey Pierce … touched me. “You should hang out,” a voice said, pushing past him. I gulped as I took in their also half naked rhythm guitarist, Trey Comstock. He was relatively low profile when compared to the rest of the guys but damn he was a sight for sore eyes. Eyes that hadn’t seen a male naked in over a year. I had a horrible encounter with Tinder, it’s a long story.