(Chapter 1)(ACM's, after party)
(Chris' p.o.v)
My wife was shying away from everyone at the award show. I held her tiny hand. "Your nervous as hell huh?" I asked. "How can you tell?" She whispered. "Your hand's sweating." I say.
"I'm sorry I get nervous around new people." She says. I knew that, I wished I woulda thought a that for I invited people over for dinner. But nonetheless she was in a drop dead gorgeous dress. She liked it because it had sleeves.
And because it didn't show the flatness of her chest.
"You look beautiful darlin' ain't nobody gonna notice." I say. She sighed and squeezed my hand. "It's obvious with my hair cut". She whispers. "Your beautiful to me." I say. She smiled up at me. All the while people and reporters taking photos.
We sat down and the awards had started.
"You think Jewel will be alright?" Maya asked. "She'll be fine, she's with your mom." I say, rubbing my wife's hand.
"I gotta go get ready to preform, okay". I say. She nodded and kissed my forehead. I smiled. "I'll be back." I say. "Be careful". She says.
(Later)
This was great, I had won a bunch of CMA awards tonight. All for my album the Traveller. Maya was happy to be home and in some jeans and a t-shirt. She wiped the make up off her face. Jewel was brought over to the house by Maya's mother. I smiled at my daughter. She ran to me. "Daddy!" Jewel hollered. "Hey baby". I say. My daughter had long hair. When her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer she wanted to cut all her hair off and she did, and donated it to her mother so Maya could have a beautiful wig. Maya was very appreciative. But Jewel's hair had grown back fairly fast due to her only being 7 when she cut it. She was almost 8 now.
People began to flood into the house. Jewel wiggled outta my arms, "new people!" She says giggling.
I smiled. Friends and family came in, then a few singers I had wrote for.
Dierks Bentley and his family, George Strait, Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw and his family, and even Adele.
Then a guy I had met at the ACM's but hadn't had the chance to write with Brantley Gilbert.
His wife was a bit of a snot, at least that's what I've heard.
She kept giving Maya funny looks. Jewel started to keep her mother away from BG hateful bitch of a wife.
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The Devil Named Music
RomanceChris Stapleton has been around a while and has written for the top names in country. He's finally got his big break, at his own country album. His wife sings with him at times but is mostly an introvert when it comes to crowds of strangers. BG get...
