DIRTY LITTLE RENDEZVOUS
By Emma Hart
Release Date: May 10, 2016
Standalone
Sometimes the past becomes the present... And he's hot, cocky,
and British.
Leila Burke expected a lot of things when she joined her
brothers on tour in Europe. He wasn't one of them.
Jase Masters had no idea what to expect when he agreed to
support Dirty B. on tour. She definitely wasn't it.
It's been eighteen months.
He remembers that night a little too well.
She insists she has no idea who he is.
He's rugged and determined.
She's wild and free.
Together, they're a tornado.
Keeping it from touching down is the least of their worries.
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EXCERPT
He's so close that my eyes shut, but I force them open
again, only because I want to see how green his eyes really are when the sun
glances over them.
“The British are idiots,” I mumble, unable to form any
further words—or any that are more coherent than those.
“Truth. If only because I can taste your lips and I haven't
touched them yet.”
“I think that makes you real—”
He cuts me off by doing exactly what he just
mentioned—touching my lips with his. It's the exact same as this morning, just
fresher, almost. Realer. They're heated from the sun, chilled from the wine we
had at the bar around the corner not thirty minutes ago, and...softer.
Softer—yeah.
Hesitant yet somehow forceful.
Unsure yet oddly certain.
Mesmerizing. Consuming.
I grasp his shirt in my hand, wrapping my fingers in the
soft material, as he moves closer to me and his other arm snakes around my
body. He pulls me against him, and I slide along the wooden seat, my heart
thundering in my chest.
I've been here for twenty-four hours.
I don't want to stop.
I don't want to change this.
I don't know what's happening.
I can't feel my toes because they're curled so hard. I can't
feel my fingers because they're gripping
him so tight. I can't feel my lips because I'm kissing him so firmly.
I can't feel my heart's beats.
It's beating too solidly, too firmly, too quickly, too
erratically, for me to get a handle on it. My stomach is flipping and my lungs
tightening and I swear to god, I'm consumed.
Jase.
Twenty-four hours.
A guy I've met once before last night.
And I'm consumed.
I'm scared.
I pull back from him, just our mouths, for just a second,
before he pulls me right back in. I'm compelled to continue kissing him, and I
wish I weren't, but it's as though a year never passed and I'm right back in
London with the boy from the coffee shop.
I feel the way I did then. Racing heart when he kisses me,
tingling skin when he touches me, butterflying stomach when he looks at me...
Except this is no coffee shop.
This isn't London.
A year has passed.
And he's not just a guy trying to figure out lyrics.
Not anymore.
He's a potential international superstar, loved by possibly
millions, obsessed over by far more. His lyrics could be written for him. His
music produced for him. His schedule organized for him.
And I'm just a girl living in the shadows of her famous
brothers, happy for a quiet life by the beach, where the loudest scream is that
of the ocean crashing against the rocks that dare break the perfection of the
sand.
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult
author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful
little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she
fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with
her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top
Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a
shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a
whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the
dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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