By: Claire Boston
If you flick
through gossip magazines around the world you’ll inevitably come across a rock
star. They’re so popular and they become part of our world through their songs,
their concerts and our daydreams. I’ll admit to fancying one or two in my life.

So Adrian hides
behind Kent and his personal life is just that – personal. He has other
concerns the main one being he has guardianship of his ten-year-old niece whose
parents have both recently died. It’s a hell of a thing for any single,
thirty-something male to be left to deal with but Adrian doesn’t shy from the
responsibility.
However because
his persona is so ingrained, Libby doesn’t see Adrian for who he is until
later. Below is an excerpt from their first meeting.
Excerpt
Nerves clenched in a death grip in Libby’s stomach. She ignored them,
taking some more chocolate, then shifted her weight, lifting her knee so she
was sitting sideways on the couch.
All the better to observe the rock star.
She needed the distraction.
He was attractive, if you went for the bad boy type, with his designer
stubble and dark brooding eyes. Libby imagined some women would get a thrill to
have those eyes focused on them, even for a moment.
The man was so still, so absorbed, he almost looked like a wax dummy.
Then his fingers twitched, a minute movement, almost indiscernible, the tiniest
drum of his fingertips against the back of the couch. A pause. Then the drum
again.
Nerves?
From the television in the corner came the sound of applause as the
comedian was introduced.
She was next.
Libby swallowed hard.
Making a note in her journal, she heard laughter from the set and
stifled her urge to fidget. She was a writer, not a performer. She wasn’t used
to being the center of attention.
At least the producers had got it right – start the show off with a
laugh, end it with a rock star and allow the young adult writer to sag in the
middle.
Her stomach danced a tango with her nerves.
No.
She knew how to fix a sagging middle. It was all about being friendly,
chatty and enthusiastic about her new book. That was the easy part. She
straightened her spine.
“Didn’t your mama ever teach you not to stare?” The deep Texan drawl
took her by surprise. The rock star had come out of his trance and was now
watching her with intense brown eyes. His whole body was rigid, as if waiting
to pounce if she said the wrong word. She was the baby antelope coming face to
face with the cheetah. Adrenaline zinged through her veins.
“I, ah, no.” She stopped babbling, took a deep breath and smiled.
“Sorry, I was visiting my muse. I wasn’t really staring at you.” She held out a
hand. “I’m Libby Myles.”
He looked at her hand as if she had something contagious.
“Libby, it’s your turn.”
Saved by the efficient assistant.
Blurb
What goes on tour, stays
on tour … or does it?
Few people know that socially
awkward Adrian Hart is actually rock God, Kent Downer, and that's the way
Adrian likes it. His privacy is essential, especially now that he has
guardianship of his orphaned, ten-year-old niece, Kate. But when the nanny
quits in the middle of his Australian tour Adrian finds himself in a bind.
Until Libby Myles walks into his life.
Libby has only ever wanted to become a full-time author and prove to her
parents that she can make it on her own. On the surface, the temporary job as
the nanny for Kent Downer's niece looks perfect—the pay is fabulous, the hours
are short and Kate is a big fan—it's the rock star that's the issue.
Arrogant and way too attractive for anyone's good, Kent Downer has
enough swagger to power a small city. But when he's out of costume he's
different—shy and uncertain. For Libby it's a far harder combination to resist.
She needs to find a balance between work, writing and ignoring her attraction
to the rock star, because if she falls for him, it could mean the end of her
dream.
But when a horrible scandal is unleashed—putting young Kate in
danger—there's more heat between Libby and Adrian than just sexual attraction.
Libby must figure out if Adrian ever cared for her, or if it was all just part
of the show …
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Bio
Claire
Boston was a voracious reader as a child, devouring anything by Enid Blyton as
well as series such as Nancy Drew, Trixie Belden, The Baby-sitters Club and
Sweet Valley High. Then one school holidays when she’d run out of books to
read, her mum handed her ‘Hot Ice’ by Nora Roberts and she instantly fell in
love with romance novels.
The
love of reading soon turned to a love of writing and Claire struggled to keep
within the 1500 word limit set by her teachers for any creative writing
assignments. When she finally decided to become serious about her stories, she
joined Romance Writers of Australia, found her wonderful critique group and
hasn’t looked back.
When
Claire’s not reading or writing she can be found in the garden attempting to
grow vegetables, or racing around a vintage motocross track. If she can
convince anyone to play with her, she also enjoys cards and board games.
Claire
live in Western Australia, just south of Perth, with her husband, who loves
even her most annoying quirks, and her two grubby, but adorable Australian
bulldogs.
Social Media Links
Website: http://www.claireboston.com
Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/clairebostonauthor
Twitter: @clairebauthor
Love the idea of this story. Thanks for the post!
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