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of Alison Packard's newest book Hearts on Fire which will be
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Country music star Jessie Grant has it all. An amazing
voice, a string of multi-platinum albums, and a sold-out concert tour. But just
before her Hearts on Fire tour rolls into Las Vegas, her lead guitarist is
badly injured and is unable to play. Desperate to find a replacement before the
night of a televised live show, Jessie is forced to accept help from the last
person on earth she wants to see again.
Drew Carmichael has earned a well-deserved reputation as one
of the best up-and-coming musicians in Nashville, without cashing in on his
renowned father’s name. When Jessie’s manager calls and asks him to fill in for
her band’s injured guitar player, he agrees to help Jessie out even though she
cut him out of her life four months ago.
In Sin City, sparks fly between Jessie and Drew, and it
isn’t long before they give in to their mutual attraction. But when the dark
past Jessie has successfully hidden for ten years explodes in the media, their
tenuous bond is put to the test, and both Jessie and Drew must learn to trust
each other if they don’t want their newfound romantic relationship to go up in
flames.
Enjoy an excerpt:
Jessie Grant stared at the cheery yellow wall in her
dressing room, and fought the overwhelming urge to throw something. Anything.
Her agitated gaze fell on the lovely vase of flowers that had been delivered
just before the show, and she had to remind herself that violence, especially
towards a perfectly innocent bouquet of pink roses and white calla lilies,
wouldn’t solve anything.
But then again, it might relieve the tension that was coiled
inside of her like a tightly wound spring.
“Calm down.”
“Calm down?” Jessie whirled around and met the exasperated
eyes of her manager. “You expect me to calm down when my guitar player, who,
unbeknownst to me, was half-wasted during our set, and decided to stage dive
into the audience.” She pointed a finger at him. “That broken arm of his isn’t
gonna to heal in four days. I need another guitar player, and I need one
now.”
“Relax,” Wally Lindell said in a soothing voice. “I’m
working on it.”
“How are you working on it?”
She propped her hands on her hips and gave him her best
glacial stare. It didn’t faze him. It never did. He’d been her manager since
she was fifteen years old, and he knew her better than anyone. So he should
have known that she would be totally freaked out about losing her lead guitar
player four days before her exclusive gig in Las Vegas, after all, he was the
one who had dubbed her a perfectionist.
“I put in a call to Drew.”
Jessie’s already churning stomach lurched wildly. “Drew
Carmichael?”
“How many other guitar players named Drew do you know?”
Wally shot her a wise-ass grin.
Only one.
“So you talked to him?” she asked, as she moved to the
make-up table. She picked up the bottle of water her stylist had left out for
her and took a sip. Maybe the simple task would soothe her frayed nerves.
It didn’t even come close.
“What did he say?”
“I left him a message. He hasn’t called me back yet.” Wally
shoved his hands into the front pockets of his black jeans and looked her
straight in the eyes with an unflinching directness.
She’d seen that look before; the one telling her that while
she might be the star, he was the one who’d gotten her there, and before she
went off half-cocked, she’d better let him have his say. And of course, she
would. She respected Wally far too much not to listen to him.
“He’s the only guitar player we can get on such short notice
that knows your set list,” he continued. “I don’t know what happened between
the two of you, but whatever it is, you need to put it aside for the sake of
this gig, and maybe the rest of the tour.”
“What makes you think something happened?” she asked with
feigned nonchalance.
It was best not to let anyone, especially Wally, know how
much she cared about Drew.
“Because you two were as thick as thieves last spring, and
now it’s like he’s dropped off the face of the earth. Did you have a falling
out?”
“No.” Jessie scowled, as she returned the bottle to the
table. “We didn’t have a falling out. I’ve been on the road for months now and
he…he’s got a life.”
A life that didn’t include her.
About the Author:
Originally from the San Francisco Bay Area, Alison now lives
in Southern Nevada where she’s still getting used to the blistering summers and
the slot machines in every grocery store.
When not working at the day job that pays the bills, keeps a
roof over her head, and supports her book and chocolate habits, Alison spends
most of her free time writing. But when she takes a break, she enjoys reading,
watching movies, and spending time with her family and friends.
Website: http://alisonpackard.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Alleyfics
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Alison-Packard/e/B009JG39XQ/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_4?qid=1419875275&sr=8-4
Barnes and Noble Author Page: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/alison-packard
Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting Hearts on Fire on your blog today!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to have you, Alison. It's an awesome cover! Thanks for stopping by.
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Steph
Cute cover!
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