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Title: Treyton
Series: Savage Beasts #2
Series: Savage Beasts #2
Author: J. Nathan
Genre: Standalone Rock Star Romance
Cover Design: T. E. Black Designs
Photo: Eric McKinney
Release Date: February 3, 2020
Cover Design: T. E. Black Designs
Photo: Eric McKinney
Release Date: February 3, 2020
Blurb
Treyton Collins is Savage Beast’s drummer.
He’s the rock band’s resident bad boy
with the troubled past, tattoos, and tongue ring to prove
it.
it.
No woman has yet to be immune to Treyton’s charm.
That’s why he’s fascinated by the one who is…
She couldn’t be any more different than him.
She’s business suits and he’s torn jeans.
She’s bossy and he’s fun-loving.
She’s got an attitude and he can’t stand it.
Brielle Patrick is Savage Beasts’ publicist.
Her latest publicity stunt left her on the outs with the
band.
band.
But, if nothing else, Brielle is persistent.
And she’ll prove it by spending the summer on tour with the
band.
band.
She’s convinced herself she’s there to keep Treyton out of
trouble.
trouble.
But that isn’t the only reason she’s overseas for two
months.
months.
She’s searching for something her life is missing.
Something she might find when she least expects it.
With the guy she least expects to find it with.
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Excerpt
Trey jolted up in his seat and strained to hear something.
“Listen.”
“Listen.”
“What?”
“I love this song.”
I listened, recognizing Cankor’s most popular rock ballad, “Symphony.”
“Then why aren’t you watching their set?”
“Then why aren’t you watching their set?”
He stood and extended his hand out to me. “I needed someone to dance
with.”
with.”
I stared at his hand, wondering how he always just knew the right thing
to say. But I wasn’t one of the groupies who’d do anything he asked. “I’m not
dancing.”
to say. But I wasn’t one of the groupies who’d do anything he asked. “I’m not
dancing.”
“Scared?”
My eyes lifted to his. “Of what?”
His cocky smirk slipped into place. “I think you know.”
There was one thing I did know for sure. Dancing with Trey was a bad
idea. I knew it with every fiber of my being. I was in a relationship—a rapidly
deteriorating relationship, but a relationship nonetheless. I was lonely. And I
was starved for any kind of attention. Those combined made for some serious
lapses in judgment.
idea. I knew it with every fiber of my being. I was in a relationship—a rapidly
deteriorating relationship, but a relationship nonetheless. I was lonely. And I
was starved for any kind of attention. Those combined made for some serious
lapses in judgment.
I reached out my hand. Trey grasped hold of it. His grip was warm and
strong as it closed over mine. A tremor rushed up my arm.
strong as it closed over mine. A tremor rushed up my arm.
Dammit.
He yanked my hand, jerking me to my feet.
I laughed, not expecting him to be so strong.
He smiled down at me.
“What are you smiling at?” I asked.
“You never laugh.”
I considered what he said and realized he was right. “I don’t usually
have a reason to.”
have a reason to.”
His lips twisted regrettably as he gently pulled me into him. He slipped
his other hand around to my lower back. The motion left a trail of numbness in
its wake, and I hated that I needed the contact more than I realized. I didn’t
know what to do. Where to look. What to say.
his other hand around to my lower back. The motion left a trail of numbness in
its wake, and I hated that I needed the contact more than I realized. I didn’t
know what to do. Where to look. What to say.
Trey moved us to the song playing in the distance.
I rested my cheek against his shoulder. Was this really happening? Were
Trey and I really dancing in a parking lot? His woodsy scent consumed every one
of my breaths as I felt myself slowly getting lost in his embrace. He was
built, sexy as hell, and he held me like he wanted me in his arms. And I
had no idea what to do with that notion.
Trey and I really dancing in a parking lot? His woodsy scent consumed every one
of my breaths as I felt myself slowly getting lost in his embrace. He was
built, sexy as hell, and he held me like he wanted me in his arms. And I
had no idea what to do with that notion.
The soft sound of his humming filled my ears as we moved to the music. I
hadn’t been in anyone’s arms but Keith’s in over a year. This felt different.
Forbidden. Risky.
hadn’t been in anyone’s arms but Keith’s in over a year. This felt different.
Forbidden. Risky.
“You still with your man?” Trey asked, his raspy voice sending a tremble
through me.
through me.
I wondered if he felt the speeding of my heart. “Not sure.”
“Why’s that?”
“He saw some pictures Aubrey posted.”
“He’s not happy?”
“He’s not happy I was happy,” I explained.
He scoffed.
“Well, he’s not gonna ruin my fun or tell me what I can do.”
“That’s the Brie I know.”
“Is it? Because I’m starting not to know who she is anymore.”
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Author Bio
J. Nathan
is the author of new adult and sports romances with cocky heroes and sassy
heroines. When she’s not writing, she’s a total romance junkie! Add an alpha
male who’s unlikable in the beginning…even better. She loves guys in backward
hats, country music, the summertime, and her amazing family and friends.
is the author of new adult and sports romances with cocky heroes and sassy
heroines. When she’s not writing, she’s a total romance junkie! Add an alpha
male who’s unlikable in the beginning…even better. She loves guys in backward
hats, country music, the summertime, and her amazing family and friends.
