Bobby Beckerson was the American
All-Star hockey player--he was the spitting image of perfection to his family.
Goofy, sweet and undeniably gorgeous, he had everything but the one girl he
wanted: River Ahlers.
River Ahlers is successful in
everything but love. She's been in love with Adam Beckerson since they were
kids. Worst of all she's stuck right in the middle of the brother's dueling
over everything and anything, and she doesn't even know she's the ultimate prize.
Adam Beckerson was a boy with a
guitar, a smile that sunk girl's hearts and a stone wall around his own. He was
anything but perfect, and no matter how hard he tried he was nothing compared
to Bobby. Sweet, damaged, with boyish good-looks, nobody thought Adam loved
anyone but himself.
Bobby loved River, River loved Adam
and Adam only loved himself--or so everyone thought. Then one night everything
changes, and as it threatens to destroy everyone involved a tragedy strikes
that will break them all...
GENRE: New Adult Contemporary
Romance
I nodded
my head and watched as Adam’s hand lingered on the neck of the Ibanez™ before
he picked it back up and slipped the strap over his
shoulder.
I sat on
the edge of the bed as he began to play without an
amplifier.
The
noise was tinny without the electric part hooked up but that didn’t
matter. Adam’s fingers moved effortlessly
from fret to fret as he strummed the guitar. His head nodded ever so slightly
to the beat and his bare foot tapped the floor as he closed his eyes and a
smile formed on his lips.
I stood
and placed my hands around his neck, yet he continued to play, nod his head and
tap his foot with eyes closed. The only change was on his lips as they crept
into the seductive grin.
I leaned
into him, letting my hands comb through the hair on the back of his head as my
breath washed over his lips.
Still
nothing. The guitar continued to hum with his talent.
I let my
lips hover over his, then let them wander over the soft skin of his neck and up
the stubble of his chin. The beat remained smooth, undisturbed as the strings
squealed and he deepened the riff.
I paused
as my lips reached his again, lingering at the corner of his mouth where the
cold metal of his lip ring teased me just as much as his fingers on the
guitar.
I let my
mouth run over the metal until it caught in my teeth and I sucked it in.
Finally,
his body reacted tensing as he groaned—but his playing didn’t cease, didn’t change.
He still resisted, hand strumming a tease over the strings next to the skin of
my belly.
His
mouth responded to mine as I let the ring and his lip slowly slip away from me.
That was it— the guitar spun to his back and he yanked my hips to his
own.
“I need
you to play me like that guitar,” I gasped as his hand tilted my head and his
tongue ran over my trembling neck.
His
other hand drifted down my torso.
“Good,
because I wasn’t done with my song,” he growled into my
ear.
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Besides being a writer, Cassandra is a professional
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Cassandra is happily married to the man of her dreams and they live in the
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