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Share Us
“We can make it work.” Dylan’s voice broke the trance we’d been in and both of us turned our heads to see him standing in the doorway.
“How?” The anger I was feeling at Dylan for taking a break from the band was pushed to the back of my mind as I looked at the man whom I considered my brother. “How can we make this work? We’ve never been in love with the same woman before.”
On a certain level it all made perfect sense. The three of us had become very close, very quickly. We got along amazingly well. We’d become family. We only had each other and the bond that had formed between us was strong.
“Why not take some time off as well, Zack?” Dylan entered the room and sat down on a chair next to the bed. “Dude, we’ve been doing this a long time and we need a break. All of us do.”
“I don’t know.” Taking a break from the showbusiness life had never even entered my mind before. I loved what we did. But on the other hand, I’d never been in a relationship like this before. Could Dylan be onto something? Could taking it slow after the last leg of the tour be the way to go? Maybe take a year or two off?
“We need to focus on family. We’re not twenty anymore.” Dylan added.
“And what happens when we go back to recording and we’re obsolete? What then?”
Dylan leaned back in the chair and shrugged. “Everyone in the band has more money than we know what to do with. I know at least the two of us have put away a shit-ton of money. I’ve observed the other three of us and no one seems to be overspending to the point where us taking a couple-year break would make a difference. When and if we come back, if it happens that we don’t hit number one with each single then to hell with it. It doesn’t matter. It was about the music, not number-one hits when we first started, it can be that way again.”
I looked from Violet, to Dylan and then back again. Maybe along the way we had gotten wrapped up in having number-one hits and awards and accolades. Maybe it was time for us to move forward in our personal lives. Many groups have disappeared from the limelight, just to come back with a vengeance with all-new authentic music, music that came from their roots. Music written because of the love of music, not to cater to mass consumption.
“All right,” I said slowly. “Okay. Let’s do this.” The words coming from my mouth felt freeing, because I knew I meant it.
Dylan and Violet smiled.
Clearing his throat, Dylan brought my attention back to him. “I thought that perhaps we could live here. The three of us. I don’t know exactly how this will all work, but I feel like we can figure it out along the way.”
Share Violet…. If it was any other man suggesting such a thing I’d have been filled with rage, but this wasn’t just anyone, this was Dylan. This was my brother and we both loved her. To make her choose would only tear us all apart. She had a big heart and there was enough love within her for both of us.
Giving Violet a cocky smile, I asked the most important question of all. “Do you think you can handle us both?”
A smile slowly crept onto her lips. “I can certainly try, Mr. Wyatt.”
