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Title: LOST FOR YOU
Author: Jayne Frost
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About LOST FOR YOU:
I've been clean for years. But now my addiction has a face. Her face... At eighteen, I stood at the precipice of stardom. I had the record deal. And the tour to back it up. But I succumbed to the pressure of that life. The dark side. Now, I skate on the fringe. My brother is the genius guitarist for the band Caged, and I’m the one who helped make that happen. I’m happy to run my bars and my land development company. Sure I am. And then I meet her—Taryn Ayers—the music manager behind the three biggest bands in the country. She doesn’t know I’m Cam’s older brother. Or that I’ve got a secret that makes her world and mine fundamentally incompatible. Problem is, I want to know Taryn. I crave her as much as any drug. But can I risk letting her know me? Lost For You is a STAND ALONE New Adult Romance. Intended for mature audiences due to hot as sin rockstars and the world they live in.**Please note: This book contains instances of drug use.**
Excerpt:
I didn’t let out the breath I was holding until I reached the sixth floor. Pausing in front of 6F, I pulled Taryn’s little clutch from my back pocket.
Before I could knock, the door swung open. My greeting caught in my throat as I glanced over the silk robe tied loosely at Taryn’s waist. Miles of creamy skin from her neck to her navel begged for my touch. Or my tongue. I was still debating the options when she folded her arms over her chest, blocking my view.
“How did you know where I lived?”
I leaned against the doorframe. “Driver’s license.”
Zeroing in on the little studded coin purse in my hand, Taryn made a grab for the wallet. “Thank—”
“Hold on.” Catching her hand, I slid her arm behind her back. “Why did you walk out of the club that way? You couldn’t wait fifteen minutes?”
“If you wanted me there, you would have asked me to stay.”
She was right, of course. But as I stared into her stormy eyes, I couldn’t figure out why I’d ever wanted her to leave. With her body pressed to mine, everything else seemed inconsequential.
“My bad.”
Hurt flashed across her features like a lightning strike. “You don’t have to keep up this game anymore, Chase. I get it.”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”
She chuffed out a breath. “Just give me your demo. I’ll pass it on to one of the junior managers.”
Her hand landed on my chest, fisting my shirt. Did she want to let me go or hold on tight?
A whole lot of wishful thinking, and I opted for the latter, pulling her closer. “I’m kind of insulted that you’d pawn me off on a junior anything. But lucky for you, I don’t hold a grudge. And I’m not in the market for a manager.”
“Don’t,” she croaked.
Sliding my hand to her thigh, I hoisted her to eye level. “Don’t leave? Or don’t stay?”
She blinked. “Don’t leave.”
