A Hundred Ways to Break Up (Let's Make This Thing Happen 2) by PJ Adams (rock star, rock star romance, billionaire, romance, love triangle, erotic romance, bad boy, contemporary, international, comeback, music, groupie, steamy romance, reformed bad boy)

A Hundred Ways to Break Up (Let's Make This Thing Happen 2) by PJ Adams

 

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"Hold me," she said. "Hold me, and don't ever stop."

A Hundred Ways to Break Up (Let's Make This Thing Happen 2)

by PJ Adams

A Hundred Ways to Break Up (Let's Make This Thing Happen 2) by PJ Adams (rock star, rock star romance, billionaire, romance, love triangle, erotic romance, bad boy, contemporary, international, comeback, music, groupie, steamy romance, reformed bad boy)
"If there are ninety-nine ways to get together,
There's a hundred ways to break up."
Just how long can you hope to keep an affair with an international rock star a secret?

This thing between them could never work. Emily Rivers is a normal woman with a normal life and Ray Sandler is a very public celebrity... They come from such different worlds. But he claims to be enchanted by her, and insists there should be no barriers in their way. Can she believe that, though? Particularly when his life turns out to be even more complicated than she had first believed. When tragedy and angry exes threaten to pull them apart and their secret affair is about to go spectacularly public, can Emily do anything or has it all gone way beyond her control?

A story of secret romance in the world of the super-rich: an international celebrity and his unlikely BBW love. Steamy and passionate and full of the twists and turns familiar to readers of PJ Adams' work, including the bestsellers Winner Takes All and Black Widow.

She'd been staring at her hands, clasped in his, but now she looked up at him. "Hold me," she said. "Hold me, and don't ever stop."


Published: 14 Nov 2014

Extract

"It works, you know. Those shades really disguise you. You could pass almost anywhere unrecognized in those."

"Really?"

Emily loved that about him. The layer of innocence and naivety that undercut the worldly rock-star cool. The fact that she could say almost anything and his starting point was always to believe her. That said a lot about someone, and not just that he was a sucker for bad jokes at his expense.

She raised an eyebrow, and he got it. She was joking. The Ray-bans, the scuffed leather jacket and black jeans... there was no disguising that this was Ray Sandler standing before her, former frontman of the Angry Cans. Those Ray-bans could never disguise a face that had featured on the cover of almost every glossy magazine in the world, particularly when he'd often been wearing shades in the photographs.

He stood, slightly awkward, under a verandah draped with flowering clematis. I'll get the car to pick you up at the station and drop you round at L'Auberge's back entrance, he'd said. I'll meet you there. We'll be discreet.

Someone like Ray Sandler could never really do discreet. Not like Emily Rivers could: her whole life consisted of doing discreet.

Up until now, at least.

She took the initiative, stepped forward, put a hand to his chest and tipped her head up. Even now, a stab of insecurity stole over her: what if he didn't dip his head forward to meet her kiss? What if she'd got it wrong?

He dipped his head.

His lips were firm, the contact brief, but with an impact that lingered. He kisses like chili. An utterly random thought, but it was the first analogy that came to mind: the way his touch lingered, the afterburn.

He was studying her, smiling.

Still so many pinch-me moments: she knew by now that this was more than just a groupie thing, or a casual fling, but still – this was Ray Sandler! She could still close her eyes and see those Angry Cans posters on her bedroom wall, from when she was a teenager.

"Shall we go in?"

He was still smiling. Smug bastard.

She peered towards the restaurant in what she hoped was a vaguely dismissive way. "I guess," she said, and allowed him to take place his hand on the small of her back and guide her inside.

//end of extract//

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