A high school reunion is about to get down and dirty
and a whole lot more complicated!
and a whole lot more complicated!
ROCK STAR
A Bad Boy Homecoming Novel
Stacey Kennedy
Releasing June 27, 2017
A high school reunion is about to
get down and dirty and a whole lot more complicated in this new erotic romance
from USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy.
Veterinarian, Rae Evans expects to attend a dreadful ten-year high school reunion. Instead, she’s confronted by a past she’s never gotten over. The love of her life, Travis Walker, has returned to Catfish Creek, and the now-famous rock star wants only three things: Her. Naked. And screaming his name.
Veterinarian, Rae Evans expects to attend a dreadful ten-year high school reunion. Instead, she’s confronted by a past she’s never gotten over. The love of her life, Travis Walker, has returned to Catfish Creek, and the now-famous rock star wants only three things: Her. Naked. And screaming his name.
Fresh off
his last world tour, Travis has returned to town to get a dose of reality. With
fame casting a superficial cloud over Travis’s life, he’s scrambling to stay
afloat. He needs an anchor, and Rae is that for him. But as he finds himself,
he’s determined to remind Rae of the heat that once burned between them.
Before they
know it, their one hot night is three, and soon, just like ten years ago,
Travis holds the strings to Rae’s heart. But Rae’s not that young girl who
watched her high school sweetheart race off to become famous. She’s a woman who
knows what she wants and realizes when a man needs her. She just has to decide
if she should put the past on repeat, or walk away from it forever.
Travis Walker made women’s panties
disappear.
On most
nights, anyway.
Tonight,
sitting on a wooden stool set upon the stage at Catfish Creek High School’s
conference center, only one woman was on his mind. His fingers strummed over
the strings of the guitar, mouth rested near the microphone, and after he sang
the final two lines of the chorus—I wanna
kiss you under the moonlight. And love you ‘til the sun comes up—the
applause from the crowd reopened his eyes.
Sparkling
string lights and masquerade masks hung from the ceiling above him, reminding
him that he wasn’t surrounded by thousands of his typical screaming and wild
fans. In his Texas hometown, he stared out at teachers, old friends, and
classmates, all dressed in formal wear and masquerade masks.
From his seat
in the spotlight, he recalled playing for smaller crowds on this very stage
back in high school. Those had been some of the happiest days of his life. Now,
fresh off his last world tour, he realized he loved that scene, too. The energy
of a smaller crowd, who knew him personally, and a larger crowd, who thought
they were in love with him, was so different he couldn’t compare the two, but
admittedly, he missed the intimacy that came from a smaller venue.
Done with his
song, and with the crowd quieting, he slid the guitar strap over his head and
handed the instrument back to a member of the band that’d been hired to play at
Catfish Creek High School’s ten-year reunion. When he jumped off the stage, he
sighed in relief, finding that all the cell phones pointed in his direction
were now put away, and the flashing lights were gone.
That’s when
he set his focus on what mattered tonight: finding her. Rae Evans—the muse behind the song he sang tonight, Moonlight.
He scanned
the crowd overtop the decorated tables with their gold chairs, but the beauty
had escaped him somehow. He recognized Annie Flowers, the librarian, who gave
him a little wave, and Christopher Christianson, the principal, who was
grabbing a drink from the bar. Travis could have sworn he spotted Rae entering
the masquerade ball when he began his song. Desperation now clawed at his
chest.
Determined to
find her, he moved farther into the crowd, just as his cell vibrated in his
pocket. Knowing exactly who it’d be, and that he couldn’t ignore the call, he
reached for his phone and then frowned at the text from his manager, Scott
Price.
Awesome job. The video is already up on YouTube. Fans are loving
it. The mask was a nice touch. Don’t miss your flight in the a.m.
Travis
shifted the black masquerade mask around his eyes, and the muscles along his shoulders
tightened with the reminder of the weight they carried; of the need for him to
always be on point, and the fact that nothing, not even his high school
reunion, was sacred anymore.
Life had
changed dramatically since the last time Travis stepped foot in the conference
center. But he didn’t want to think about the shit weighing on him, so he fired
off a response—I’ll be on it—then
tucked his cell phone back into his pocket.
He had
tonight to fix everything that was wrong with his life, and he wouldn’t waste
it.
In the eyes
of his manager, Travis had come to the reunion to put on a show and to look real to his fans. But Travis hadn’t come
for the publicity; he had come for one very good reason: to find his anchor—the
woman who stopped his world from spinning wildly out of control.
Lately, in a
sea of chaos, he’d finally stopped drowning and saw a way back to the happiness
he once had. That happiness had started with Rae, and surely, she was his way
to find himself again.
One touch.
One taste. He wanted to remember what that happiness felt like.
STACEY
KENNEDY is
the USA Today bestselling author of the Dirty Little Secrets and Club Sin
series. She writes deeply emotional romances about powerful men and the wild
women who tame them. When she’s not writing sensual stories, she spends her
time in southwestern Ontario with her real life hero, her husband, their two
young children, and her other babies: a mini labradoodle named Jax and a
chocolate labrador named Murphy. Stacey is a proud chocolate, television show,
Urban Barn, and wine addict. She likes her heroes in her books like she likes
her coffee . . . strong and hot!
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