Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Keep Coming Back to Love (Drawn To The Rhythm #6) by Christa Maurice: Book Blitz w/ Excerpt & Giveaway


Blurb:

A love song in the making…

He was her high school sweetheart, the man Candy once dreamed of sharing her life with. But Ty was also a rock star on the rise with a flock of pretty groupies lining up to share his bed. So what makes Ty think that now that he’s ready to settle down, Candy will be his one and only? These days the single mom is older and wiser. Still, Candy can’t help but feel a stir of something at his hot pursuit….

Ty knows he’s got a lot to prove when it comes to winning Candy back. But his rambling, rocker lifestyle has also shown him that she’s a woman worth fighting for. No one has ever come close to captivating him the way she did from the first day they met, a sweet-faced young beauty who brought out his every protective instinct. That’s why when Candy’s family is in crisis, he’s willing to risk everything for the woman he’s never stopped loving…. 
 


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About the Author:

Born in Northeast Ohio, Christa has lived on four different continents (including both sides of Asia)and traveled extensively. She has an extremely elaborate fantasy life and has been known to forget that the bands she made up don't exist to the extent that she has shopped for their albums on iTunes.
 


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Excerpt:

“Can you do that in a minute?” Tyler plucked her phone out of her fingers. “I need to talk to you.”

“Let me call Tessa first.” Candy grabbed for the phone.

“I need to talk to you about last night.”

“It was just sex. What’s there to talk about? I have a crisis to handle right now.”

“Can you stop worrying about Jason for five fucking minutes?” Tyler shouted.

Candy frowned. “What is wrong with you? Don’t worry about me making more out of last night than it was. I know how you feel about serious relationships and I’m not trying to force the issue, am I? It’s not like you haven’t made yourself clear.”

“What do you mean?”

“Tyler, the last time you had any kind of serious relationship was with me and we broke up because it was too serious for you. Since then you’ve dated or lived with two dozen women and had sex with legions more.”

“Not legions.” Tyler turned into the parking lot. Her car was the only one there.

“Whatever. You have never had a relationship last more than three months. I get it. You don’t want to be tied down. I got over it a long time ago.” I hope. Otherwise, as soon as this thing with Jason was under control, she was going to be getting her own deliveries from the liquor store, which would get Ronnie involved again because he had way too many friends in AA and NA. She’d have to hear the story of the night he was at a party at Paul McCartney’s house with Keith Moon when Keith said he wanted to go home because he wasn’t feeling well and died. Good times.

“Candy—”

Candy put her finger over his lips. “You have a soft heart. I know. I really do. You don’t want me to be hurt. I’m trying to tell you I’m not. I really needed a vigorous shag to get Frankie out of my system and you did that, but I don’t expect anything more out of you. Thank you.” She kissed him and when she leaned away he looked dazed. Probably relief. “I’ve got to go. There’s this fire I need to put out. I’ll call you when I get back in town. Okay? Damn, I’m starving and there’s no time to grab breakfast.”

She hopped out of the car. On the way to her own her phone started ringing. At least she had something to distract her from her personal mess. “Hello Sarina, what’s going on?”

* * * *

Tyler watched her walk across the parking lot, talking on the phone not sure if he should be devastated that she was walking away or relieved. He was sort of trapped in the demilitarized zone between HailMaryland and Whatthefuckatania.

She was everything he ever wanted in a woman. Smart, fun, serious, capable, strong.

She was more than he needed. Demanding, overbearing.

Hot. That went both ways. She’d always been hot, but now she’d added numbers to her thermostat.

If she got her way, she’d be the first woman he ever fucked and the last. Groupies might be boring, but they were more plentiful than McDonalds. If the last one didn’t satisfy, there would be another one around the next corner.

Maybe this thing with Jason was a sign. Jason had been pretty serious about Stella all through the last tour. At the time it had meant more for the rest of them. Now it looked like he’d wasted a lot of emotion on a woman who walked away from him.

If he got serious like that with Candy again and she walked away, the results could be devastating. Not only was she their publicist, which meant the band would be pissed at him, she was in so tight with Ronnie that Ronnie was out playing her enforcer and Ronnie ultimately held their recording contract.

Tyler felt himself drifting toward HailMaryland. Candy was too hot to handle. She wanted, needed, and demanded way too much and the cost of disappointing her was too high. He put the car in gear wondering if any of the bars on Sunset served breakfast. He needed to get together a party and the sooner the better.


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