Live Feed

Twenty thousand people watched my husband cheat on the arena's big screen. I didn't miss a beat.

I'm Jo Monahan, and I keep time for a living. I've held the grid steady through every disaster of my career, and I held it that night too — playing the ballad clean to the last note while my marriage burned thirty feet tall on the jumbotron behind me.

Here's what the tabloids don't know. For eight years I've been the invisible machine holding my rockstar husband's band together. His timing. His tightness. His whole manufactured genius — all mine. Uncredited. Unpaid. Given away, the same as I gave away everything, because I chose the loud brother over the steady one when I was twenty-three and too greedy to know the difference.

So I'm not going to scream. I'm not going to sue.

I'm just going to stop.

Let him walk onto the biggest stage of his year with no one in his ear counting him home. Let the whole world hear exactly what he sounds like without me.

And Adam — the brother who was always the right one, who's spent eight years leaving a careful foot of space between us — is finally done keeping his distance.

I spent a decade keeping perfect time for a man who never once kept mine. I'm done. From here on, I only keep it for someone who'll hold the grid back.

LIVE FEED is the second book in Touring for Revenge — standalone, one-sitting rockstar romances about a band of women who stop being managed and start getting even. Second-chance, competence porn, slow-burn restraint, and a groveling hero who finally learns to fight. Full HEA, no cliffhanger.