Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

UCI.

I don't know where I'll be this time next year, but wherever I am, I won't be running from anything.

Click. Submitting… Done.

Miles sucks on my earlobe. "You know we have to celebrate."

"When my parents leave."

"Now." He pulls my tights to my knees. "And when your parents leave."

I can live with that.

Have You Read Sinful Serenade?

Keep your bad boy fix going with the rest of the Sinful Serenade series. All books are available on Amazon (in KU, for purchase, and as audiobooks). Turn the page for an extended sample from Strum Your Heart Out, a red-hot friends to lovers romance, featuring brooding guitarist Drew and his feisty BFF/roommate Kara. It’s everything you loved about Playing with a rock star twist.

Sinful Serenade

Sing Your Heart Out - Miles

Strum Your Heart Out - Drew

Rock Your Heart Out - Tom

Play Your Heart Out - Pete

Sinful Ever After – series sequel

Strum Your Heart Out

Chapter One

Get Strum Your Heart Out Now

A buxom fan saunters in my direction. But she's not interested in me. I am invisible to her.

Her eyes are on Drew. She smiles. She shoves her hand in his face like I'm not here. "Oh my gosh. You must be Drew Denton. I'm such a big fan."

He shakes her hand, no signs of interest on his face. "I am."

She drags her fake red fingernails over Drew's forearm and thrusts her chest at him. "I love Sinful Serenade," she slurs. "You're soooooo good with your hands."

The worst thing about having a rock star guitarist for a best friend is hearing that line over and over and over.

Drew's lips curl into a smile. A smug expression creeps onto his face. "That's what I'm told."

And there's the second worst thing—hearing him give that same flirty response to every fan who is too rude to acknowledge the girl sitting next to him. Is it that obvious we're just friends or is she too desperate to care?

"Do you think... oh, gosh. Could you sign my, um..." She giggles. "My chest?"

His eyes dart to said chest. It's hard to blame him when her top is cut down to her belly button. No judgment. I've worn far sluttier things. Hell, my current getup could go toe to toe with this girl's in a who is showing the most boob competition.

A girl has to do what she can to get what she wants.

Apparently, this girl wants Drew's attention on her cans.

It's working. His eyes are wide. His mouth is open. He's staring like he's thinking about burying his face between her boobs.