~ LEXXIE COUPER ~
Interview with Samuel “Strings” Gibson
If you could choose only one song that showed the real you, which one would it be?
Lily’s Song. You know that feeling you get…that shove right in the middle of your chest when your heart slams into your throat and you know you’ve seen the one person you want to spend the rest of your life with? That feeling? I got that feeling for a woman who hated everything I stood for. How fucking…sorry, how messed up is that? Lily’s Song was me pouring my heart out to her, knowing I never stood a chance of changing her mind. Now that, is messed up. Which I guess, coming back to your original question, is the real me.
What’s playing on your iPod?
(laughs) Always Queen. Nick Blackthorne, of course. Gotta stay in touch with your roots, right? And the very first Zombie Grill album. AC/DC is always on there, as is Pink Floyd.
What is the coolest thing you learned from being a musician?
Hmmm…how to get into Buckingham Palace without an invitation. It involves an Australian flag tattoo, a guitar and a challenge from Sir Elton John…
If you could write your own headstone what would it read?
The Best Narcissist On The Planet. Seriously.
If a movie was to be made about your life, what would the title be and who would play you?
Geez…title. Lead Me On(because I’m the lead guitarist, get it?) Who’d play me? I don’t know…what’s that guy called? The one in that movie about the sex addict? What’s his name? God, let’s just go with Chris Hemsworth. (laughs) We’ve both got the Aussie accent, right?
What’s your favourite city to perform in?
Don’t laugh at me, but Berlin. I know a lot has been written about the infamous Berlin Blackthorne concert, and yes, Jax did end up in hospital, but man…the people in the audience at Berlin really know how to rock out.
Do you think it will be possible to replace Nick Blackthorne as front man for the new band? Honestly?
(long pause)Fucked if I know. Between you and me, no. But we’re not going to give up. Synergy is going to fly, man. You wait and see…
“That,” she snapped a heartbeat before storming towards the glass window that looked like the mirror maze’s ticket booth.
When she got there however, she wanted to scream.
A small cardboard clock with plastic hands tucked at the bottom of the window indicated the attraction wasn’t open for another twenty minutes.
She glared at the offensive timepiece.
“You’re Samuel Gibson.”
The startled gasp directly in front of her made her jerk her head up. A man stood on the other side of the glass, his mouth open as he stared at the space beside her.
“I am.” Samuel’s warm, hard thigh nudged her hip as he leant an elbow on the ticket booth counter and smiled at the gaping man. “G’day. We were hoping to have a go, but you’re closed.”
The man—who appeared to be in his forties, going by his slightly receding hairline and lived-in wrinkles—shook his head. Frantically. “I’m happy to let you and your girl in, Mr. Gibson. I’m the manager, I can do that.”
Lily held up her hand, hot horror licking through her. “I’m not his—”
“We’d love to go in,” Samuel cut her off, his smile growing wider for the man behind the counter. “If it’s not too much hassle.”
“I’m a massive Nick Blackthorne fan,” the man went on, staring with awestruck admiration at Samuel. “Went to every performance he ever did here, and I gotta say, you are the best guitar player I’ve ever heard.”
Samuel chuckled. “You should hear me play the kazoo.”
“Wow.” The manager of the mirror maze looked awed.
Lily wanted to roll her eyes. Instead, she cast Samuel a sideways glance. “I’ll think you’ll have lots of fun here.”
He didn’t miss her attempt.
“We will.” He grinned at her. “Won’t we?”
“You will,” the manager agreed, nodding at Lily. “I’ll keep everyone out for thirty minutes. Just so you can both really enjoy it without any interruptions.”
Hot tension flooded Lily’s belly, and lower. Damn it, why did her sex react to that idea?
“Perfect,” Samuel murmured beside her. “Thank you…?”
“Flemmings,” the man damn near gushed out his name. Lily could see reverent idolization for the rock star on his face. “Martin Flemmings, Mr. Gibson.”
“Thank you, Martin,” Samuel said. “Lily and I appreciate it.”
Lily gave the quivering, smiling man a small nod. “We do.”
Samuel chuckled again. He knew exactly what she thought of the situation and was antagonizing her.
Martin Flemmings beamed some more and then, with a jiggle of keys, the main entry to the attraction slid open.
“I like this idea.” Samuel’s low voice tickled the side of Lily’s neck. “It’s fun.”
She twisted her head, ready to tell him to stick his idea of fun in his ear. She froze when her stare connected with his.
His face was so close, his eyes so brilliantly blue and direct. The smile on his lips was boyish, genuine, the faintest hint of a dimple creasing his right cheek. His heat seeped into her, his hard leather-clad body pressed to her side.
At some point during his conversation with the maze’s manager, he’d slid his arm around her and now rested his hand on the counter on the other side of her hip. How had she not noticed that? How could she not notice that? He’d trapped her with his body and she hadn’t noticed. What was going on with her?
She stared into his eyes, her pulse pounding. He slowly moved, the hand on the counter moving to her hip, her lower back.
She caught her breath, parting her lips.
Goddamn it, he was gorgeous.
HAPPY RELEASE DAY!
“He may rock her world, but she will shake him to his soul. ”
“Heart of Fame, Book 5”
Brooding. Arrogant. Narcissistic. Rock legend Samuel Gibson has worn all these labels-and he’s in no hurry to drop them. Until he meets Lily Pearce, whose brother would be the perfect new singer for the band. There’s an allure beneath Lily’s prickly demeanor that makes Samuel wonder if it’s time to correct some of the misconceptions trailing behind him like a mile of bad microphone cord.
After watching her brother get chewed up and spit out, Lily has no love for the hedonistic world of rock ‘n’ roll, or anyone in it. Yet her own body betrays her with an instantly sizzling sexual attraction to the very symbol of everything she hates about that lifestyle-Samuel Gibson.
Things heat up and Lily’s heart is on the line once she starts to catch glimpses of the man beneath the reputation. But can she reconcile her feeling for Samuel with everything she knows his world to be?
Warning: Be prepared for sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll. As well as molten, relentless seduction. And heartbreak. Because rock stars rarely play by the rules.
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