But now, after failing at the one thing she was supposed to do, has she lost him forever? When the line is crossed, she can't help but fall hard. But those abs! Walking the line between professional stage manager and unprofessional band bunny gets more blurred by the minute. He's arrogant, full of himself, and generally a disgrace to men everywhere. How hard could it be? She's not sure which is harder - keeping him in line, or keeping her hands off him. And they're paying her double what her last job paid. Now, she's been hired to keep Bryce Baxter out of trouble. Kennedy Stevens found herself couch-surfing from friend to friend after losing her last job. What will it take to get her back? Is he willing to give it all up for the chance to love her? Now, one bad decision, one impulsive action has taken her from him.

She is seemingly unaffected by him, but he'll make it his mission to get her in to his bed just to prove a point. His babysitter hired to keep an eye on him and keep him out of trouble. He never has to go far to find a willing young thing to warm his bed for a night or two. Not by the law (not all the time,anyway), but by all of femaledom. I don't want anyone else looking at her, touching her, or calling her.What do you get when you mix an arrogant, self-absorbed, manwhore of a rockstar, with the young, sexy woman who was hired to babysit him? You guessed it - STEAM!īryce Baxter is a wanted man. There's only one problem with Bristol-I don't want to stop seeing her. That one time they slept with the bad boy rockstar on all the magazine covers. They want me to be that one mistake they tell their friends about after they've settled down in a subdivision and popped out a few kids with the perfect, even-keeled husband. She didn't even know who we were until tonight.īut, she wants me. She doesn't care that every record label in the country wants to sign my band. Her panting against my neck.īristol's different-quick-witted and snarky, not the usual groupie. Until I run into a fiery redhead coming out of the bathroom of my favorite dive bar. I don't give a sh*t about anything but my music. They say I'll be bigger than all of them. Mick Jagger, Jimi Hendrix, Freddie Mercury.

Rock God by Alex Wolf