HERE TOMORROW 7 PM PST. J. NATHAN AUTHOR OF: KOZART (SEE NEW EXCERPTS)
7 PM PST.
Kozart Savage is the world’s biggest rock star.
At twenty-five, he’s got it all. Money. Fame. And the adoration of fans everywhere.
He thought that was enough to make him forget his past.
Enough to transform his distrusting heart.
Turns out that’s not how it works...
Then he meets a bridesmaid hiding out in a hotel bar.
Probably the only girl on the planet who doesn’t know who he is.
But she seems to be the one girl who can give him something no one else can.
Aubrey Prescott just discovered her boyfriend cheating—at her sister’s wedding.
Trying to escape humiliation, she seeks refuge in a hotel bar.
While trying to figure out how to pick up the pieces of what was supposed to be an amazing senior year in college, a handsome stranger interrupts her wallowing.
A stranger who quickly makes her forget why she’s there.
One who, after an unforgettable night, disappears without a second glance.
But walking away doesn’t always mean letting someone go.
I turned, my eyes scanning the room. I didn’t have to search for long. Geoffrey’s dark eyes were on mine. A cold shiver rushed up my spine. To think his gaze once elicited butterflies in my stomach. I’d been so foolish. So blind.
Kozart followed my gaze. “That him?”
“Hmm,” I grunted.
Kozart stepped in front of me, blocking my view of my ex. He grabbed his ball cap and twisted it on his head, so it was backward.
I stared into his icy blue eyes, the ones that were no longer concealed by the shade of his hat.
His lips twitched in the corners, and I waited for whatever he planned to say.
The seconds ticked by. My eyes never wavered from his.
His hands finally lifted to my cheeks, cupping them gently.
I pulled in a quick breath as he leaned down and captured my lips with his. His tongue probed my lips, seeking access. I was in no condition—mentally or physically—to refuse. My lips parted and my tongue greeted his in an easy dance.
I didn’t care that my ex could see.
I didn’t care he was a stranger.
I didn’t care we were at my sister’s wedding after I’d just been singled up.
All I cared about was the way he was making me feel and the need for it to continue for as long as humanly possible. Kozart could kiss. That was for damn sure.
Much too soon, he pulled away, leaving me embarrassingly breathless.
My entire body hummed as I stared at him, surprised and turned on beyond reason. I’d just met the freaking guy and his kiss had turned my insides giddy and my knees to jelly.
“That’ll show him,” he said, dragging his thumb across his damp bottom lip before twisting his hat back around on his head.
I blinked, reality hitting me hard. That’s why he’d kissed me. To help me get back at my ex. My emotions were so out of whack I’d actually believed the kiss was real. I was hopeless.
On the outside, Hayden is every girl's fantasy, brooding and devastatingly gorgeous. And while he spends his nights losing himself in alcohol and faceless girls, it's all just a facade. An elaborate cover for the emotionless shell of a man he is. One who harbors too many secrets and destroys lives the way his was destroyed. It's the reason he avoids relationships and keeps everyone at arm's length...
Alex's life just shattered into a million pieces, leaving her with more grief than she knows what to do with and guilt so deep it's destroyed the carefree girl she once was. Now she's hundreds of miles from home, living with an aunt she doesn't know, finishing senior year at a college she's never been to and trying desperately to get through a single day without breaking down. She's never felt more alone in her life...
The trouble with Hayden is who he wants to be and who he is are in constant flux. And though he'd die before letting Alex learn the truth about him, he can't be sure he's strong enough to let her in... or push her away. She's the one person who just might see the real him.
Hayden backed away, somehow keeping his eyes locked on mine. “I didn’t catch your name.”
“You didn’t ask,” I deadpanned.
For the first time since laying eyes on him, he flashed a grin. A wide grin. Oh, sweet Jesus. Dimples sank into his cheeks. Of course, he had dimples. Why wouldn’t he? “How ‘bout we try this again.” His eyes studied mine. “I’m Hayden.”
“I know.” I played his words off indifferently, but my entire body hummed. If the mere sight of him and those to-die-for dimples could affect me so intensely, I could only imagine what his touch would do.
Oh, my God. Who said anything about touching?
His head retracted. “You know?”
I gulped down the fairly noticeable knot in my throat. “My aunt already warned me about you.”
He laughed softly, an edge to the sound. “Did she now?”
I nodded, trying to keep the nervous ripples swelling inside my stomach at bay.
One side of his mouth lifted into a cocky grin like he could somehow sense my nerves. Damn him. “So, what’d she say about the hottie in 2C?”
I furrowed my brows, pretending he’d asked a serious question. “There’s a hottie in 2C?”
His voice lowered. “So I’ve been told.”
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