With the Band Synopsis:
Texas Knight is daughter of the word’s biggest rock star, Mark Knight. Kitt Daniels is lead singer in the hottest up-and-coming band, Filthy Sound. Mark has mentored Filthy Sound from the beginning, seeing their potential, and now he’s supporting them on their first worldwide tour. She’s off-limits. He can’t help himself.
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“Kitt’s here,” I say as the front door opens and slams.
“I’m so glad I never took away his key,” Dad says sarcastically.
“Play nice, please. He’s important to me.”
He groans and walks out, muttering something about hating me getting older. Clearly, he’s still oblivious to the fact that I’m already older.
I take one last glance at myself and sigh. It’s a shame I can’t do this in shorts and flip-flops.
As I walk downstairs, I hear Dad and Kitt making small talk. They laugh, and the sound of my two favourite guys makes my heart swell.
Kitt’s eyes focus on me as I come around the corner. Dad says his name, but Kitt’s eyes don’t move, and his mouth is open. Dad turns around, but I don’t see his reaction to Kitt’s ogling because I’m doing the same.
I’m used to Kitt being in jeans and a T-shirt. It’s not often he’s in a tux. He’s so gorgeous that I want to bash my head against the marble floor. Or maybe jump him.
His black tux is a slim fit, and the top button of his white shirt is undone. He’s never looked so sexy—well, except for when he’s wearing just a pair of those slim jeans. Biting my lip, I walk the last few steps in a daze of filthy thoughts.
Dad clears his throat, and I stand up straight, embarrassed that he caught me and Kitt eye-fucking each other.
“Be in the kitchen,” he mutters before making himself scarce.
Kitt steps forward until he’s right in front of me. I look up, and the way he’s staring at me makes my heart ache in the best way.
“Hi,” I whisper. “You look good.”
Kitt continues to stare. His eyes are glowing red-hot. Finally, he gulps and licks his lips. “Texas…shit. You’re stunning.”
“Do not get used to it. The dress thing won’t be repeated often, and I think I’m going to fall over in these stupid—”
Kitt effectively ends my rambling by sealing his mouth over mine.
Usually, when he knows my dad is around, Kitt is extremely reserved when it comes to me, but right now, he’s not holding back. And I’m not complaining. I hold on and kiss him back.
Natasha Preston Bio:
UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn’t looked back since. She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.
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