Rock Hard Love by D. H. Cameron

Author:D. H. Cameron
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Cameron Romance
Published: 2013-01-01T13:00:00+00:00

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The next morning, Saturday, I awoke in San Francisco with a plan. It wasn’t hard to figure out where Battery was playing. The Saturday night show was all the buzz in San Francisco. Battery rarely did small venues outside of Southern California and so it was all over the papers and local news. Getting in to the show, on the other hand, was going to be harder. I decided just to go to the source. James mentioned a friend owned the club so I went there and talked to the owner, using my new title and the agency as leverage. It took a little while and some verification on his part but he was finally satisfied I wasn’t just some imaginative fan trying to get in the back door, so to speak.

With several hours before the show, I decided to go shopping to buy something more appropriate for a rock concert than my normal office attire or the workout clothes I lounged around in at home. It wasn’t hard to pick out a nice outfit, something I hoped James would enjoy, and I was still able to go for a run before it was time to get ready. I used to work out a lot more before I began working at Roland but since I was hired, free time was a luxury I rarely enjoyed. Still I kept myself trim and fit, eating well most of the time and going to the gym or for a run when I could.

After my run and a shower, I spent a little extra time on my hair and makeup. I was going to a club after all and I wanted to look the part. I applied my makeup, usually just lip-gloss and mascara, maybe a little eye shadow, heavier, especially around my eyes. I didn’t do anything special with my hair, but I still made sure it was just so. After I finished in the hotel bathroom, I slipped into my new outfit. A tight, fitted, long-sleeve, t-shirt sporting Battery’s logo, bold lettering with a lightning bolt underneath, a short pleather skirt, much shorter than anything I wore to work, a real leather jacket, short with lots of buckles and zippers, and finally the black fishnets thigh highs and black, spike-heeled ankle boots. Under it all was just my normal bra and thong panties but in black, of course.

I guess I looked the part of some heavy metal diva, but what did I know? I did look cute, however, and I hoped James would think so too. One last once over and I was satisfied. Downstairs I went to hail a cab to go see my one and only client perform and surprise him after the show. Exactly what that surprise would entail, I wasn’t sure. Part of me was ready, more than ready, to beg James to take me to bed. Another part of me was scared to death. I’d accepted the fact that even though he wasn’t my usual type, my usual type was pretty boring compared to James.

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