Screw Up (Hard Rock Roots Book 10) by C.M. Stunich

Author:C.M. Stunich [Stunich, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2017-07-23T18:30:00+00:00

Trey surprises me by opening the door to his sports car, a bright orange convertible with the top down and a pair of gleaming black leather seats in the front.

“This is not a van filled with bodyguards,” I inform him, crossing my arms over my chest. No matter how curious I am to see what a date with a rockstar might be like, I'm not going anywhere without Treyjan's security team with us.

Even with them, this is a risky move.

The men and women that follow Indecency around town might be paid to protect the band. The man that's coming after me believes he's been sanctioned by God to do whatever it takes to find me—even if it means killing innocent people that get in his way.

My stomach clenches, and for a second there, I get dizzy.

The enormity of what I'm facing overwhelms me, makes me wonder if I'll ever truly be free from my past. After all, a person can never escape their shadow can they? It leaves a dark stain wherever they go.

“No, but that,” Trey says, leaning back against the door in that slouchy, casual way of his, “definitely is.” He gestures to the black van behind us. Most of the windows are tinted, but I can see through the front windshield that there are at least two bodyguards inside.

The thing is, two guards isn't enough.

“There's a woman in the back seat with arms the size of tree trunks,” Trey assures me, like he can sense the direction of my thoughts. I turn back to look at him, studying the easy expression on his face, the cocksure smile, the tight jeans and the boots. He looks like someone cut out of a glossy magazine ad—definitely not like my husband.

No, in my world, husband is a dirty word, this awful reaching thing clawing at me in the dark with sweaty hands and dank, sour breath. Husband is a force I can't control, a nightmare I can't escape. Husband is the person I fought with every ounce of strength I had, ran away from, put behind bars.

Husband is an inevitable doom, chasing me like a dog after a bone.

As soon as it catches up to me, I'll be torn apart.

Treyjan meet my gaze and I see his brow crinkle slightly. I'm confusing to him, weird, clumsy, awkward as hell. Does he actually see something in me? Or is he just curious? Maybe I'll never know.

“Are you going to show me a good time?” I ask, and watch as his lips pull back in a smile. For a second there, it looks almost genuine. But no, he's still just a shit-eating asshole.

“Babe, you can get your life on it.”

Trey might think he's being slick.

He has no idea how eerily true that statement really is.

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