DARE_A Rock Star Hero by S. L. Scott

Author:S. L. Scott [Scott, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-940071-92-3
Publisher: S.L. Scott
Published: 2019-08-13T04:00:00+00:00

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Arriving early, I pass the time by working on a song I started the other night. But the cab of this truck isn’t big enough for me to play my guitar properly, so I get out and release the tailgate. Sitting on the end, I strum and try to remember the beginning.

My fingers find their way, and the melody starts coming together. The right place. The right time. My creativity has been flowing lately, and I give Weatherly all the credit.

“Hey, hero, what are you doing out here?”

Seeing Weatherly takes my breath away. Her hair flows free, a pair of jeans hugs her hips, and her voice matches the melody I just sang. She’s become my muse. Maybe she’s the one I’ve always been singing to.

She stands between my legs, pressed to the guitar, and kisses me as though she’s missed me. The way she moves, her lips pressing to mine, her hands on me. She’s sex on fire. When she lands back on her heels, I say, “You keep kissing me like that, and I’m not sure we’ll make it out of this parking spot.”

Her happiness beams through her smile. “That threat sounds more like an invitation since I don’t think I’d have a problem with that.”

I hop down, shaking my head. “Death of me. This girl,” I mumble, putting my guitar back in the case. I shove it behind the bench in the cab and come around to help her in. “I was going to come to your door.”

“Stan, the doorman, called to tell me that I might be interested to know there’s a man playing a guitar in the parking garage.”

I laugh. “Oh, yeah? What did you say?”

“Nope, no interest here. Not one bit. Then I grabbed my purse and got here as fast as I could.”

“Gotta be careful these days about those rogue guitar players.”

“For sure. I hear they’re making women weak in the knees everywhere they go.”

“Like a hit and run.”

She leans against the side of the truck, staring up at me. “With swoons and great music. They’ve been known to kiss well too.”

“Really?” She licks the corner of my mouth, practically panting.

“Mm-hmm.”

Resting my hand on the top edge of the truck, I lean down so I’m closer to eye level with her. “Sounds dangerous.”

“For my body,” she says, very convincingly. Grabbing my shirt, she pulls me closer. “You should protect me.”

“I’m the bad guy, remember?” I whisper.

“Then why do you feel so good?”

“Bad things always feel better than they should. But you know what?”

Her breaths come heavy. “What?”

“Bad things taste even better than they feel.”

“Is that so?”

“It’s so.” I kiss her.

My hair is tugged before her hands slide down and wrap around my biceps. Kisses become frenzied, but then she breaks for a breath. “You’re right. You taste incredible, like sherbet in the middle of the night.” She pokes my stomach.

Chuckling, she has a point. “I’ll give you sherbet because I know how much you like it. So if that’s what I taste like to you, I’ll take it, babe.

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