This Teaser Tuesday, I’m reaching out to all you readers out there who are tired of the work week already, and desperately need a bit of a distraction to make it through. 🙂 Here it is! FINDING HER RHYTHM, the first book in my Backstage Pass series, is free on all platforms. Download it today and start your journey into Solar Uprising’s story of hard core rock stars who are being tamed by the unlikeliest of women…
Here’s a sneak peek from FINDING HER RHYTHM…
“You want me to nanny for a Jon Bon Jovi wannabe?” Taylor asked, laughing at Stephen’s stern expression.
Not that she’d expected any different. As a high-powered attorney, Stephen was more somber than most, which was why she had to tease him every once in a while. All that seriousness wasn’t good for his health.
He went along with it, for the moment. “Absolutely not. Michael Korvello and his band are way cooler than Bon Jovi ever thought of being. Trust me.”
But is he as sexy? Taylor crushed the thought immediately. Her libido had run screaming from the building months ago, and she had no intention of letting it back in the door. Her mama had been right. Lust leads to nothin’ but trouble.
If only she’d listened in the first place. Better to talk about—think about—something else.
“I’ll take your word for it,” she said with a shrug. “Hard rock has never been my music of choice.” Though she had heard a few of the band’s slower songs. The Top 40 stations she listened to might even push the envelope with some of Solar Uprising’s edgier music, but mostly they loved to dish lots of gossip about the Korvello brothers—guitar player Michael and the band’s lead singer Daniel, whose sexual exploits were widely documented.
“I wish you hadn’t waited so long to contact me,” Stephen said. “Damn it, Taylor, what is it with you and asking for help? How many times have I told you to call if you need me?”
She shrugged, her shoulders feeling heavier than usual. Too many questions. Not enough answers. “I’ve been standing on my own for too long, I guess.”
“It doesn’t have to be that way,” he said, an attempt at a smile long gone. “Now that we know what he’s capable of—”
“Can we please not talk about Bradley right now?” she asked, afraid tears might sneak up on her with very little provocation. Maybe teasing him some more would take her mind off her problems. “Your secretary might ask a few questions if she finds you comforting a weeping mess of a woman.”
“Don’t you think she’s used to that by now?” he said, falling into her ploy with a grin. “Seriously, this job is perfect for you. Your background is excellent,” he said. “Your record after six years of working at the county middle school is outstanding, and I can personally vouch for how great you are with kids. My monsters love you.”
Taylor flushed with warm fuzzies when she thought about Amber and Katie—full of girlie-girl sass and really tight hugs. She could use a good dose of kid fun after seven months of fear and failure. “How old are Korvello’s children?”
Stephen relaxed back in his creaky leather chair, grinning like he’d won this round. “Thirteen and fifteen. One boy. One girl. Nothing in the file indicates any problems. The current nanny had to leave unexpectedly to care for a terminally ill parent, and they need someone right away.”
Taylor knew just how urgent those family emergencies could be. “Did you get Granny settled?” she asked, her heart aching that she hadn’t been there to ease the transition for her only living relative. But Stephen had thought it best that she stay away while they got her grandmother settled in a new nursing home under an assumed name. Fewer crumbs for Bradley to track. Luckily her grandmother wouldn’t notice the difference—her Alzheimer’s disease had gotten severe over the last year.
Leaving Taylor to feel like she was losing her last grip on family along with her sanity.
“Yes, ma’am,” Stephen said with a soft smile. “New facility, new name. All her paperwork is under our company’s title. She’ll never know the difference, poor thing, but they’ll take very good care of her. I promise. One of the managers is a personal friend of mine.”
“She was living completely in her childhood when I saw her last week.”
He nodded. “The doctor says it’s permanent at this point. But what else can we expect? She’s seventy-five years old. She deserves some sort of peace and quiet.”
She certainly wouldn’t get any peace living with Taylor.
It had taken her a while to fight both her grief and her fear, but finally she’d gathered her courage and kicked Bradley to the curb. That confrontation had ended with her in the emergency room to check for broken bones. Soon enough, she’d realized it was just the beginning.
She’d tried to get away from him without disrupting her life or Granny’s, but everywhere she turned, there he’d been. Six months later, with school almost over for the year, she knew she’d have to do something drastic. He followed her to work, trailed her through grocery stores, and last week had broken into her new apartment. She’d barely gotten a call in to 911 before he’d snatched the phone from her hand.
She wrapped her arms around her waist, wishing she had someone to hold her tight and keep her safe. She was so tired of being the strong one. Every new stunt Bradley pulled left her shaking and lost. Now she’d moved past scared to terrified. If Stephen couldn’t help her, she was screwed.
As if he trailed the direction of her thoughts—not surprising since they’d known each other from grade school—he said, “What better place for you to be safe than behind a six-foot electrified fence and a security gate? Michael Korvello has the best protection for his family, especially since he’s out of the country half the time.”
“Perfect. I could do without men, especially sexy ones, for about another, oh, ten years.”
“Once you’re on Michael Korvello’s estate, you’ll be safe. You could live there the entire summer and never step foot off the property. No need to, except to see your grandmother,” he said with a satisfied grin. “It’s almost better than a Klingon cloaking device.”
She shook her head. “If other people knew what a geek you were—”
“Only you and the wife.”
Taylor grinned, relaxing into the familiar banter. She didn’t want Stephen to worry. If she could stop herself from worrying, even better. But she’d settle for not obsessing over her last encounter with her ex-boyfriend: the feel of Bradley’s hot breath against her ear and his big body holding her down on the hard plank floor…
“So what do I have to do to apply for this job?” she asked.
Considering all her savings were gone and she desperately needed money to take care of her grandmother, it didn’t look like she had much choice.
“As far as Michael knows, the job’s already yours. We’ll worry about the details later, shall we?”
As he laid out the plan, Taylor felt her head start to swim. How had this happened? One day she was a plain middle-school English teacher. The next, a rock-star nanny.
FINDING HER RHYTHM
IS NOW FREE!
Struggling after the death of her parents, Taylor let her hormones lead her into the biggest mistake of her life. Now she has a dangerous ex who still wants to own her and a desperate need for safety. What could be safer than her new job as a rock star nanny? Except now she’s locked herself in with a man who is potentially more dangerous…to her heart.
Michael Korvello has a dominant nature and a lonely heart that he keeps firmly under wraps. His kids have suffered enough for the mistakes of his past. But his new nanny has those dark desires howling at the gate. The only thing keeping him in check is the fear lurking in those brilliant green eyes. Can he earn her trust, and the right to transform all her desires into reality?
Just when neither can deny their need for each other, Taylor’s ex shows up like an unlucky charm, intent on taking back what he considers his…even if he has to destroy Michael’s world to get to her. Can two kindred souls protect the passionate love they ache for from an outsider bent on ripping them apart?