Cabell is leaving the lies behind her.
of your life has been a lie and that you’re the half-sister to America’s
country music queen is game changer. Determined to meet the sibling she never
knew and compelled to pursue the music career she’s always wanted, Emory leaves
her small town and heads to Nashville. Thrown by the bustle of Music City and
the cutthroat dealing of the business, she finds unexpected shelter in a
musical partnership with country music’s baddest bad boy.
has his eyes set on the prize.
stays the night, Zane is reliable only when it comes to his music. Years of
paying his dues has gained him the coveted lead guitarist spot on the “must
see” music tour of the year. Hoping this gig will lead to his own single
recording contract, he agrees to write a few songs with Emory but he’s blown
away by the sexual chemistry sizzling between them and leveled by his feelings
for this quiet woman with the beautiful soul.
love be more than just a line in a song?
should not work. But one night in her bed proves they’re hotter than the number
one single they wrote together. When the spotlight sheds light on all of Zane’s
past sins, Emory struggles with trusting him with her heart. When a duo-only recording contract threatens
everything Zane has worked towards and challenges everything he thought he knew
about himself, he recklessly betrays her trust. With his life at a crossroads,
will he choose the music or the future with a woman whose love might just be
where it all began with book 1 of the Nashville Nights series, Temptation.
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people are either born performers, like Zane, or someone who learns how to do
it. I am definitely in the second group and I know how lucky I am to get to tour
with this amazing group of people and watch them do it right show after show.
I’m getting the hang of it but I feel like I really hit my groove when it’s
just a bunch of people sitting around and playing our favorite songs, both old
have a show tonight but we’re packing up and leaving on the buses as soon as
it’s over in order to hit the road and make the next city. So, no hotel rooms
for us but lots of downtime at the stadium in between the PR stuff, sound
check, and showtime. So Kit surprised us all with a cookout in the parking lot.
Ribs, BBQ chicken and enough baked beans, coleslaw, and corn-on-the-cob to
choke a horse, spread out before us by the catering company she hired.
gone and we are all so full that all we can do is sit around in a circle in the
afternoon sunshine and play music. I grabbed a spot on a small hill of grass in
between Zane and Mac and now I’m watching and learning from the more
experienced musicians. I add my guitar and my voice to the mix when I can.
Folk. You name and we’ve played it, jumping from Jerry Lee Lewis to Green Day
in the span of a few chord progressions. When the bass player, Ty, starts to
play Freebird everyone groans and
throws empty soda and beer cans at him until he stops with a loud “fuck you”
aimed at all of us.
asshat,” Mac says, his smile softening the blow in his words. These guys are
like a family right down to the pranks and the constant taunts.
make me glad that I’m an only child,” I joke.
an elbow. “You were an only child.
You’ve got a big sister now to boss you around, steal your diary and put Nair
in your shampoo bottle.”
do that to each other?” I ask, shuddering when they both nod. “Well, then I
better start locking up my make-up on the bus.”
play that song you were working on the other day. It is so ready primetime,”
Mac says, his abrupt change of subject catching me off guard.
“It really isn’t.”
support and I’m not thrilled by the mischief in his dark eyes.
that. This is my ‘not shocked’ face,” Mac says at the same time he signals to
Kit and points at me and then Zane. “Zane and Emory have a new song they want
punch Mac in the arm, the embarrassment from suddenly being the center of
everyone’s attention adding extra heat to my sun-drenched skin.
Bird.” Zane’s voice, low and husky tickles my ear as he leans in close. “Just
say yes. This is what you left home to do.”
head as the crowd around us starts doing that chant thing, rounds of “sing,
sing” punctuated by guitar strums and laughter.
yells out over the noise and I look up to meet her eyes. She gives us the “go
ahead” gesture and I know I’m giving in. Apparently everyone else does too
because the chant becomes cheers and Zane chuckles beside me.
so good,” he says, his fingers poised over his guitar as he flashes me a
triumphant smile. I let my eyes roam over his face for a moment, the memory of
how soft his goatee was against my skin making me shiver a little. “You ready?”
for his soft count as we both launch into the driving beat and Zane takes the
first half of the first verse.
the fire in your eyes/You took my hand and led me into the night/the sparks
between us the only light/I knew it would be life or death/Love or lies/You and
me for now or never.
for a split second the butterflies have a free fall in my stomach but Zane’s
smile makes me bold. I open my mouth and I sing like my next breath depends on
fire in your eyes/Your hand in mine was my lifeline, my spark/Your touch the
kickstart to my heart/ Reckless/Fearless/Love or lies/You and me now or never
the chorus the band is picking out their parts and playing along. When we get
to the bridge the entire thing explodes in a wall of sound that makes me laugh
with the pure joy of it. Zane is right, music is seductive and addictive. I
could do this forever and I hope I will.
launch into the last chorus and the connection between us ignites, rivaling the
summer sun in its intensity. Our voices blend in perfect, edgy harmony, sliding
together as if they were made for each other. Zane’s gaze is onyx, backlit with
a copper fire and the “I-told-you-so” smile on his lips is pure seduction. I
want nothing more to lean over and take his mouth as we drive through the last
pounding in my head and my chest so loudly that I don’t notice that the entire
area has gone silent for a few seconds. Zane reaches out and wraps his big hand
around the back of my neck, drawing me to him with sexy intent in his eyes. I
lean in, licking my lips and ready to taste him again when the area around us
erupts in applause. We both jerk at the sound but instead of pulling away
immediately, he touches our foreheads together for the briefest second.
long enough for him to growl in a voice just loud enough for me to hear, “That wasn’t just the music.”
in the Nashville Nights Series:
She needs to be good.
At sixteen, Kit ditched her crappy life and
moved to Nashville with only $200, her guitar, and a notebook full of songs.
She hit it big, but five years of living like a rock star plus a stint in rehab
has killed any good will she had with her label. The suits have ordered Kit to
shape up or ship out of the limelight. The last thing she needs is a hot, sexy
distraction with a sinful smile.
He doesn’t know the meaning of the word.
Max Butler is as far from a celebrity as you can
get and he likes it that way. A Nashville firefighter, he’s living the single
life with a revolving door of parties, friends, and a different woman in his
bed every night. When his normal life suddenly collides with the girl on his
favorite Rolling Stone cover, he sees the perfect chance to fulfill his
ultimate fantasy and see just how bad Kit can be.
Sometimes bad is so very good.
With three weeks until Kit leaves for her big
tour, Max promises to give her a break from being the good
Letting go never
felt so good.
professional swimming career in a terrorist attack, America’s former sweetheart
dulls her pain with drugs, pills and parties. The bomb left her with more than
nightmares; shrapnel is lodged in her back and inching closer to her spinal
cord. When the doctors tell her paralysis is inevitable, she decides to take
her own life rather than face a lifetime in a wheelchair.
his own cowardice, he spends his nights partying and his days ignoring the
medical school acceptance letters and his parents’ concerned phone calls. Just
a couple of months from graduation, he’s facing a future filled with shame and
regret. The last thing he needs is to meet the woman who compels him to be a
between them is combustible. They play, party and hide their true selves until
one night turns their lust into something more…something real. As secrets are
revealed and walls collapse, what they were and what they might become doesn’t
matter as much as who they are together. When the choice comes down to life or
death, can love be their salvation?
where it all began with book 1 of the Nashville Nights series, Temptation.
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