He still had the problem with getting the album finished. Now was definitely not the time to be messing around with a reporter or a woman. And now he had both those things rolled into one glorious pac...
He was a living, breathing fantasy. Her own rock and roll fantasy at that! And every minute of every day it was getting more and more difficult to ignore the attraction brewing between them.
Sometimes you can miss out on something amazing by being in a hurry.
Her eyes fluttered open and she found Matt to be impossibly close – so close she could see the flecks of gold in his green eyes, could almost count his incredibly long lashes. Vivienne swallowed hard....
I can’t say I particularly like Matty Reed. But you, Matt? I like being with you.”… “That’s good, Viv,” he said. “Because I like being with you. And I want…” He leaned in a little closer, “I need…” Hi...
He knew the saying was “the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach,” he was kind of counting on it working the other way around.
I can be patient, Vivienne, and I believe you’re worth waiting for.
Trust me. I know what I want, and it’s right in front of me.” Her eyes went wide as she softly gasped. And then he pressed against her fully and kissed her.
I always hated guys who were so damn wrapped up in themselves they thought they could do no wrong.” He gave a mirthless laugh. “Turns out I’m one of them.
Getting involved with him wasn’t going to happen. It wasn’t in the cards. It wasn’t part of anyone’s plan…. Now was the time to focus on her career and getting settled, not on sexy rock stars.
She was too busy to think about getting involved with anyone. Even one of the sexiest men alive.
The only thing standing between her and her beautiful new home was her own silly insecurity and Matt Reed.
Trust Me. I know what I want and it’s right in front of me.
I don’t know,” she said quietly. “A guy in a pair of ripped jeans who takes off his shirt because he’s all sweaty is kind of hot.
Matt?” “Hmm?” “Kiss me.” He leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. “Sweetheart, I thought you’d never ask.
Matt hissed her name as she moved above him, sliding along the hardened length of him. “What is it you want, baby?” he asked, his voice gruff. “You,” she replied honestly. “I want more of you.” “You h...
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
Jeez, you two,” Savannah muttered. “Shush. It’s like free porn,” Riley teased.
I think if we ignore that night, that kiss, then we’re both denying a part of who we are.
I’ve had pedicures before, and I’ve had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it’s glorious.
