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“Well, sure but—”
“Would you let me make some calls? I’ve got some buddies who own bars and clubs they might be willing to shut down for a night, for a good cause. You know Jimmy’s?”
“Yeah, that’s J.T. McCall’s bar, right? Ty’s brother?”
“Yeah, he’s a buddy of mine. You think something like that could work?”
“Um, I think so. Most of the artists have portable workstations because they’re used to doing shows and events.”
“Cool, let me call J.T. and see if we can set something up then.”
“Mav?”
“Yeah?”
“This is amazing. Thank you for doing this.”
“Anything for you, sweetheart.” And I intended to prove that to her. Every chance I got.
ChapterFourteen
Codie
“I still can’t believe Mav was able to pull this off in a matter of days,” Amanda said, squeezing my arm when we walked in to Jimmy’s to set up for the fundraiser. “The man’s a miracle worker.”
“I guess when you’ve got clout people who are willing to—” I bit my tongue, not wanting to sound like an ungrateful bitch. I’d been hosting this event for five years and we’d always exceeded our fundraising goals, but I knew this year, thanks to Mav, we’d blow anything we’d done in the past out of the water.
“Hey, you okay?” Amanda asked, frowning at me. “You’re happy about this, right?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” I sounded defensive, and I was, which I hated.
“There she is!” J.T. McCall approached me with a huge smile and outstretched hand.
I’d seen him before, at Jimmy’s, a local business chamber of commerce meeting, and a fundraiser, but we’d never been formally introduced.
“J.T.,” I said, shaking his hand as I returned his smile. “I can’t thank you enough for letting us use your place for this fundraiser.”
“Hey, since my father-in-law signed Mav that makes him practically family.”
It was still hard to reconcile the dead-broke kid I knew with this version of Mav who had rich and powerful friends only too happy to do him a favor on a moment’s notice.
“That’s right, you’re married to Nikki Spencer, Luc’s daughter, aren’t you?” I was totally playing dumb. Everyone in Nashville knew they were married.
“Yeah.” He grinned. “Not gonna lie, I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve her, but she’s the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Aww,” Amanda said, nudging my elbow. “Did you hear that? How sweet.”
I rolled my eyes before gesturing towards Amanda. “You’ll have to excuse her, J.T. She’s been watching too many sappy movies. This, by the way, is my best friend, Amanda.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said, taking her hand.
I had to admit, Nikki Spencer had landed herself one of the sexiest men this town had seen in a long time, and that was saying a lot, since the famous names in Music City were usually the whole package.
“Luc and Marisa are great,” I said to J.T. “They came in to my shop for tattoos and we became fast friends.”
“Yeah, they’ve both told me how great you are. In fact, I was going to come see you. I’ve got an idea for a tattoo.” He winked. “Might get it as a surprise for my wife for our anniversary.”
“You could always bid on Codie tonight,” Amanda said, throwing an arm around my shoulder. “On one of her tattoos, I mean.”
