rock-star-romance

With this one kiss it was possible Riley Shaughnessy had ruined her for any other man. She__ dated plenty in her life, but no one had ever kissed her like this. And she had a feeling no one else ever would.

I think if we ignore that night, that kiss, then we__e both denying a part of who we are.

Sometimes you can miss out on something amazing by being in a hurry.

Sweetheart, for you, I__ share whatever you asked.

What is it you want, Savannah?_ His voice was so low it was almost a growl. She looked up at his face finally as she licked her lips. He was going to make her say the words _ to tell him why she was up here, knocking on his door and ogling him like the world__ greatest treat. __ou,_ she said, her voice barely audible.

I can be patient, Vivienne, and I believe you__e worth waiting for.

I can__ say I particularly like Matty Reed. But you, Matt? I like being with you.__ __hat__ good, Viv,_ he said. __ecause I like being with you. And I want_ He leaned in a little closer, __ need_ His lips were mere inches from hers_

Trust me. I know what I want, and it__ right in front of me._ Her eyes went wide as she softly gasped. And then he pressed against her fully and kissed her.

That was the hottest haircut ever.

Her eyes widened as he stalked her from across the kitchen. __here is no way I can ignore you _ it__ impossible. Just like it would be impossible to stop breathing._ And then, because he figured they were already fighting, he might as well poke the bear a little more. So he grabbed her and kissed her. Hard. Wet. And wild.

Getting involved with him wasn__ going to happen. It wasn__ in the cards. It wasn__ part of anyone__ 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.

I__e had pedicures before, and I__e had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it__ glorious.

Trust Me. I know what I want and it__ right in front of me.

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 package. He just hoped he survived them both.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

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.

Alys," he exclaims happily. "I think this might work out. You're going to be excellent in getting rid of unwanted visitors.""I'm not a fucking Rottweiler," I say indignantly.