eBook Details

Private Love in a Public Place

Series: Private Love , Book 1.0
By: Toni Kenyon | Other books by Toni Kenyon
Published By: Toni Kenyon
Published: Oct 11, 2012
ISBN # 9780473218294
Word Count: 67,000
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EligiblePrice: $3.99

Available in: Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.mobi), Adobe Acrobat

Categories: Romance>Drama Romance>Contemporary Romance>Erotic Romance

Description
Mags O'Brien lives on the alcohol-soaked, drug-enhanced concert circuit, managing out-of-control rocker Julian MacAvoy. She helps him spread his musical gospel to his adoring followers, despite the fast-spinning turnstile on his bedroom door, and the broken hearts he leaves in his wake.
Mags believes she’s immune to Julian’s magnetic personality but when controversy hits the tour, she finds herself in danger of falling at his feet, slave to his appetites and her own desire and need.
Julian refuses to be tamed, but the pressure of the ravenous crowds clamps tighter and tighter around him. His chaotic world starts to crumble when he realizes his motivation to continue touring comes from an unobtainable woman. Can he force her to make the agonizing choice between himself and her estranged husband?
An erotic and candid look at life on the road.
 
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Excerpt:
As Jules invoked his magic.
As he strutted and stalked his way across the stage.
As the clothes came away.
A warm feeling began to creep over me. At one point between numbers he spotted me in the wings and flashed one of those cheeky smiles I'd seen him use to charm skintight jeans off rake-thin models. A jolt of pure electric delight shot through me. Then he went back to working his adoring crowd.
Lost in the thrill of seeing him for the first time as those out the front must see him, the measure of time eluded me. It seemed only minutes had passed before Julian appeared again at my side, stripping off sodden clothing, chugging mineral water from a bottle and waiting for me to dry him off. Feeling like a stable hand rubbing down a stallion after a winning run, the scent of him in my nostrils, the electrical pulse of his muscles flexing beneath me, I shuddered.
"How's it looking?" His piercing green eyes, pupils wide from the low backstage light, bored through me. "Do you think they're loving me out front."
I was loving him out back. "You appear to have them in the palm of your hand, as always."
"Maybe it's not just them I want in the palm of my hand." He shimmied himself into the dry white T-shirt I proffered, flicked the last of the mineral water from his bottle down my front and was back on his way to the stage.
Just inside the wings he turned toward me, his yelled words carrying just above the intro for his next set. "You looked like you needed cooling off."
I reminded myself that he flirted incorrigibly with everyone on tour.
And that I had a wonderful husband at home waiting for this madness to end.

Private Love in a Public Place

By: Toni Kenyon
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