Flawless Series Rebel Riot Series by Connie Lafortune

As the newbie bass player for one of the hottest heavy metal bands in the country, there was no room in my life for distractions. But one look at the smoking hot photographer had me ready to risk it all. I’ve been down and out, and never want to sink that low again. Music was my only way out. To stay on the right path, I have to focus. Yet that is harder than it sounds when in the dark recesses of my mind…. I have a secret... moreAs the newbie bass player for one of the hottest heavy metal bands in the country, there was no room in my life for distractions. But one look at the smoking hot photographer had me ready to risk it all. I’ve been down and out, and never want to sink that low again. Music was my only way out. To stay on the right path, I have to focus. Yet that is harder than it sounds when in the dark recesses of my mind…. I have a secret. Harmony was hired as the photographer for our Flawless Melody tour, and she misses nothing. It doesn’t take long for her to realize we aren’t the tight-knit group we appear on stage. The distance between my bandmates and me works in my favor. But I’m beginning to fear she’ll figure out…. I have a secret. With my body aching to touch her, I long to be the man she needs. Still, my hidden truth holds me back. How long can I hide the scars of a past that haunt me when she sees everything through the lens of her camera? There’s no way to stop it. Sooner or later Harmony will learn…. I have a secret. less

Her eyes met mine and I lost my breath. I had to have her, and once wasn't nearly enough. I thought I could push thoughts of Lyric aside long enough to attend my family’s annual Fourth of July celebration. I walked in to my parents’ house expecting fireworks and BBQ. Instead, I found my mom sitting at the kitchen island talking to the same beauty I was rolling in the sheets with a few short hours ago. Despite the awkward reunion, I'm thrilled to see Lyric again... moreHer eyes met mine and I lost my breath. I had to have her, and once wasn't nearly enough. I thought I could push thoughts of Lyric aside long enough to attend my family’s annual Fourth of July celebration. I walked in to my parents’ house expecting fireworks and BBQ. Instead, I found my mom sitting at the kitchen island talking to the same beauty I was rolling in the sheets with a few short hours ago. Despite the awkward reunion, I'm thrilled to see Lyric again. With the taste of her still lingering on my tongue, I find myself ravenous for more. Unfortunately, she claims there is too much standing in the way of us being anything more than a fling. Past relationships. Responsibilities. Our age difference. Career demands. How can I prove that what we have is worth fighting for? I firmly believe that everything else will fall into place if I can convince her to follow her heart straight into my arms. less