Author: Mercy Brown
Series: Hub City #1
Published by Intermix
Release Date January 19, 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult Romance
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Twenty-one-year-old front girl Emmylou knows that getting her band noticed in the ‘90s indie rock scene will be no easy task. She definitely knows better than to break the number one rule of the band: Don't sleep with your bandmates! But after she ends up having the best sex of her life with her guitarist, Travis, she finds following that rule is a lot harder than it sounds.
When the band gets the gig of their dreams, making it big seems just within reach. But Emmy’s inability to keep her hands off Travis threatens everything they’ve worked for. Can Emmy find a way to break the rules and not blow the chance of a lifetime?
One girl’s heart gets rocked to the core in the first novel in this sexy New Adult series.
When Travis came out of the bathroom I told him to come into my room for a minute. I was standing at my desk, rifling through a box of vinyl 45s, looking for the Pavement “Trigger Cut” seven-inch, when I felt him standing right behind me. I mean, right behind me, looking over my shoulder. Then I felt his fingers brush the back of my neck as he swept my hair off to the side, and I swear, I forgot what the hell I was talking about. Right in mid-sentence. He didn’t do anything else for a few seconds, and then he just sort of rested his lips against the back of my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist, and I started breathing like I had just carried my Fender Twin(that’s my guitar amplifier) up three flights of stairs. I had to grip the edge of the desk just to stay standing. It was five a.m. and suddenly I wasn’t the least bit tired. Everything was awake. My jittery hands. My wobbling knees. The solid, building ache deep in my belly.
“Is it okay?” he whispered into my neck, a warm tickle.
“Is what okay?” I sounded like a girl about to drown in a pool of sex hormones. And I was.
He didn’t answer me. He couldn’t because he was too busy kissing my neck and I have never wanted anyone more than I wanted Travis when I felt his lips moving along the curve of my neck, over to my shoulder, bare where he pulled my t-shirt out of his way. I felt the edge of his teeth on my skin and prepared to die happy as he dragged them lightly back up my neck and grazed along the outer edge of my ear. I think I may have actually whimpered when he whispered again, “Emmy, say it’s okay.”
I couldn’t even answer him because that part of my brain that makes words went offline and the part of my brain that makes babies took over. I just turned around, covered his mouth with mine and kissed him. Hard. As I imagine it now, I can still taste his kiss like candy on my tongue and I can still feel my hands all through that head of overgrown boy hair of his. He ran his hands over my a** and lifted me up onto the desk. The box of singles crashed to the floor and spilled everywhere and you know I had to be high on impending sex because I didn’t even care. He stood between my legs and I wanted to feel him right there, oh God, I wanted to feel him so much I almost ripped his pants open.