After Kylie’s dad dies in a freak accident, he leaves
her with nothing other than her crazy stepmother, Darla, and the ability to
play guitar. When Darla kicks Kylie out and she loses her job all in the same
day, she hops a bus to Nashville determined to make her late father’s dreams
come true. Waitressing and saving her pennies to record a demo, her big break
comes when she’s asked to join a tour going down the tubes with once platinum
album-selling country music superstar Trace Corbin. But touring with Trace is
hardly a dream come true since he’s pretty much drinking his career down the
drain. If Kylie can’t pull Trace out of his rut, he’ll pull her and her dreams
down with him.
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Excerpt
There was only one way out of this. Okay, maybe
two. Duck and hide and risk losing her job, or face the man whose song she’d
just butchered in front of several hundred people. And risk losing her job.
Well, she’d never been one to back down, and she’d
never ducked and hid from anyone in her life. Certainly not some cocky-ass
country music singer who everyone knew was pretty much drinking his career down
the drain.
“Can I get you a drink, Mr. Corbin?” Kylie asked
in the sweetest tone she could muster, stepping towards the stage.
“No, ma’am. Got one,” he told her, winking at
the audience and lifting a beer bottle in her direction. Thick dark hair peeked
out from under a trucker’s hat, and muscular suntanned forearms flexed at the
end of his rolled up shirtsleeves. His bright white smile was framed by boyish
dimples, and damn those jeans were doing things to her.
“Then what can I do for you?” she asked, rolling
her eyes at the crowd as if she was annoyed with the megastar for interrupting
her work. Good Lord. If they only knew that her heart was beating triple time
against her ribs.
“Well, since you stole my song, the least you
could do would be come up here and sing with me,” he slurred. For heaven’s
sakes, the man was half drunk. And geez, could his jeans get any tighter? Focus, Kylie.
“Excuse me, sir. You mean to tell me you sing a
song about bein’ a single girl that can’t be tied down?” The audience cracked
up all around her.
“She’s cute, Clive. Where’d you find this one?”
Trace bellowed across the bar. Kylie didn’t look to see what Clive did, but she
could see a few cell phone screens lighting up the room. This was definitely
going to be on YouTube. Trace Corbin was going to make sure she never got
recognized in the industry, unless it was by people laughing at her.
“Well, pick a song already. I got tables to wait
on,” Kylie said, hopping back onto the stage.
He eyed her carefully as he lifted his guitar.
“You gonna change the words all up? Make me look like a fool?”
“Oh no, darlin.’ Pretty sure you can handle that
all on your own,” Kylie answered with a flirty grin.
She prayed she looked like she was keeping her
cool, but the last time she’d seen this man he was on CMT and she was watching
from her bedroom in Okla-fricking-homa. And holy hell if he wasn’t even hotter
in person. He smelled like aftershave and bourbon. Kylie decided then and there
that she’d never be able to get a whiff of either without recalling this
moment.
Author Bio:
Caisey Quinn is a wearer
of cowgirl boots, writer, and avid reader. She is a lover of wine and is
addicted to chai tea lattes. She is also the brand spanking new author of several
New Adult romances including Girl with Guitar and soon to be released Keep Me Still (which
may or may not include spanking).
Caisey is a Gemini,
wife, mom, and former high school English teacher living in Birmingham, Alabama,
who spends her days chasing a three-year-old and hiding away with her MacBook.
She spends her nights writing and is a firm believer that sleep is overrated. Currently
she is hard at work on Girl on Tour, the
second book in the Kylie Ryans series.
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