Rock Stars are Trouble by Kelly D. Smith
Hooch in Hades Book 1
Publisher: Siren Book Strand
Themes: Rock star, billionaire
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Her heart skipped a beat as her eyes snapped open. Shit. Was it already one o’clock? Kenda glanced at the clock. Yup.
Kenda rushed for the door, taking a deep breath. Suddenly her heart wasn’t racing because she was angry. It was racing for another reason, one she wasn’t willing to admit to herself. Just friends, he said, Kenda reminded herself as her fingers curled around the handle, and she pulled the door open.
“Hey,” Kenda forced a smile over her lips as she greeted him. He wore a pair of green camo pants and a muscle shirt. Kenda swallowed dryly as his muscles flexed, holding on to something. She glanced down. The black dog sat there. “Hi, Brut.”
“I hope you really meant he could come.” Greyson grinned. His black hair was tied back today, and again his green eyes were hidden behind glasses. He clearly hadn’t shaved for a few days, either. A little five o’clock shadow looked good on him.
“I did.” Kenda forced herself to speak as she continued to look him up and down. “Come on in.” She stepped out of the doorway and motioned for them to come. “Sorry it’s kinda a mess. I lost track of time.” She didn’t see the point in lying, but she wasn’t going to add the part about her boss taking credit she thought she deserved. I could just be overreacting.
“It’s not a mess. Trust me, my place looks much worse.” Greyson grinned. “Before I take him off his leash, do you mind if he goes on the couch? I know some people are super against it.”
“Oh, I don’t fucking care,” Kenda scoffed.
Greyson grinned as he let the dog off the leash. The dog didn’t seem to have any interest in looking around. All he cared about was following Greyson around. Greyson, on the other hand, he seemed very interested in looking around.
“Were you getting the interview ready to go?” he asked, glancing at her computer.
Kenda closed the distance between him and her desk before he could get a good look at what she’d just been reading. “Been doing some research, too. You didn’t tell me that fan who needed you was a little girl.” She turned to face him again.
“Maybe I liked the idea that you might be jealous.”
Kenda felt butterflies pool in her stomach. Oh this was not good.
“You thought I was jealous?” she asked as she raised an eyebrow.
“A man can hope, can’t he?”
“So you were hoping I was jealous?”
Greyson shrugged. “Let’s just say it’s been nice to meet a girl who doesn’t seem to want to jump me.”
“But you still wanted me to be jealous?” Kenda grinned, stepping towards him, interested in his answer.
“Doesn’t everyone want something they can’t have?” His eyes locked on her. A warm shiver ran down her spine and settled in the pit of her stomach. His green eyes sparkled behind his glasses.