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Coming Sunday, October 23rd
My world was rock solid.
Until I saw her.
Lara Kessler showed up as if heaven sent her to me, and suddenly my priorities changed. Love is funny like that. One minute you’re living the dream, then BAM! Half my soul shows up backstage wearing a purple shirt and sexy skin-tight jeans, making me realize what I’ve been missing all along. Loving her means exposing a life I’ve tried to bury.
My heart had lost its beat.
Until I saw him.
Kaz Fabian caught my attention the moment I laid eyes on him. Love is funny like that. The famous guitarist was every woman’s fantasy—great face, chiseled jaw, cut biceps. The rock star was pure sex on and off stage, but his charm and charisma won me over. Loving him means burdening him with a life I’ve tried to leave behind.
With her future dim and his past in the spotlight, can they overcome their fate or will they just be another tragic love story?
The sunlight makes its way across the room until it hits my face, then stops and decides to stay there until I can’t deny it’s morning. The inside of my eyelids are red from the brightness and I silently grumble. When I reluctantly open them, I look down and see two well-defined arms cocooning me. The heat from Kaz’s body warms my backside, and his large endowment is pressed against my ass. This is more than spooning. He’s holding me like he never wants to let me go. I relish the comfort.
“Let’s stay in bed all day.” His voice is deep, rough from sleep, his hold tightening even more. He drags the bridge of his nose along my neck, then kisses me. “You smell good.”
“I probably smell like sweat from the concert, beer, and sex.”
With a soft chuckle against my neck, he says, “Like I said, you smell good.”
I laugh softly, closing my eyes again and enjoying his arms around me. I wake up two hours later. I open my eyes and see him beside me. The blinds are closed this time, I assume by Kaz, and he’s asleep next to me. I watch how he sleeps, how he breathes, each breath powerful in the rise of his chest. I wonder if he always sleeps this well or if last night wore him out because of the show. Performing like they do must be exhausting.
He stirs, rolling toward me, and slowly opens his eyes. “Good morning.”
“Good afternoon,” I whisper.
“I’m working on evening with you.”
About SL Scott
S.L. Scott is a former high-tech account manager with a journalism degree pursuing her passion for telling stories. She spends her days escaping into her characters and letting them lead her on their adventures.
Live music shows, harvesting jalapenos and eating homemade guacamole are her obsessions she calls hobbies. Scott lives in the beautiful Texas hill country of Austin with her husband, two young sons, two Papillons and a bowl full of Sea Monkeys. Her novels include The Resistance, The Redemption, The From the Inside Out Series, and the Welcome to Paradise series