As
Micah starts finding his rhythm, life throws him a different beat.
ONE AND ONLY
Hale Street #7
Amy Knupp
Releasing March 7th, 2017
Drummer
Micah Sullivan lost his music and his dreams when his wife died unexpectedly.
In the emotional aftermath, he quit his successful country band and pushed away
his family and friends. Three years later, he’s opened a music shop on Hale
Street in Nashville and tells himself he’s content trying to make it a hit.
What he failed to consider is that success requires connections—including the
very ones he turned his back on.
Sloan
McGuire is up for a new challenge…never realizing it might lead to heartbreak.
When she takes a job as entertainment manager at a bar not known for its music,
she doesn’t bargain for running into Micah, whose late wife was her best friend.
She can tell within minutes that he’s still grieving. Out of love for her
friend, she attempts to reconnect with the reclusive drummer. Falling for him
isn’t in the plans, though—not only because he was married to her friend but
because she’s been second-best before, and she never wants to play that role
again.
As Micah
starts finding his rhythm, life throws him a different beat. But with a little
improvisation and a lot of courage, he just might tap into the one and only
connection he needs.
Excerpt #2
“It’s not every night a
girl gets an offer to spend time with the world-famous Micah Sullivan and his
family.”
“I’m going to pretend you
didn’t say that.” His heart hammered in his chest and lust pounded through his
veins as he breathed in her scent, a light, floral something that made him feel
more alive than he’d felt in forever.
“Oh, sorry,” she said,
her lids lowering halfway and her voice going quieter, more private as he slid
his hands to each side of her tiny waist. “I forgot you prefer Just Micah.”
He couldn’t answer,
wasn’t even sure what she’d said, because his gaze had homed in on her plump
bottom lip, where there was still the hint of a sheen from her lip gloss, and
he suddenly wanted more than anything to taste her.
He dipped his head down
and touched his lips to hers, only intending a quick taste, but when he felt
her arms go around his neck and sampled the sweetness — chocolate and a faint
hint of strawberries — he couldn’t have backed off if someone held him at gunpoint.
He swept his tongue over her lower lip, teased the seam, and when she pressed
the tip of her tongue to his and they swirled together, he couldn’t hold back
the rumble that came up from his throat.
“You’re too tall,” Sloan
said, pulling away only enough to get that out before she pressed her lips to
his again.
“You’re too short,” he
managed, not recognizing his own voice. He braced his hands on the backs of her
upper thighs and lifted her so that their mouths lined up perfectly, then took
a couple steps so her back was to the wall as he sealed his mouth to hers
again, angling his head for better access. Sloan’s legs wrapped around him, and
he was suddenly so hot it felt like the house was on fire.
Amy Knupp is the author of
contemporary romance, a freelance copy editor for Blue Otter Editing, and a
freelance technical writer. While the collection of professional hats she wears
sounds a bit scattered and broad, the common thread among all of them (perhaps
the little ball on top of each hat) is the written word. She loves words and
grammar and meaty, engrossing stories with complex characters.
Amy
lives in Wisconsin with her husband, two teenage sons, four cats, and two box
turtles. She graduated from the University of Kansas with degrees in French and
journalism. In her spare time, she enjoys traveling, breaking up cat fights,
watching college hoops, and annoying her family by correcting their grammar.
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