5 out of 5 fairies

Going away to college gives LIZA GLASNER a chance to escape her painful and dangerous past…or so she thinks. At fourteen years old, she survived an attack by a famous musician. After that, the media, groupies and crazies hounded her with a merciless cruelty that ruined her life. But now she’s thriving—until an internship brings her face to face with the sizzling hot lead singer of a rock band, and she finds herself drawn to the very thing that once destroyed her. Justice is a temptation she can’t resist…and one that could get her killed.

“I might be a little, tiny bit afraid of this, of how you
make me feel.”

“And how’s that?”

“Out of control. Needy.” She licked her lips. “I want to
keep kissing you and not think anymore.”

He dragged his thumb along the curve of her neck. “Good.”
Leaning down, he pressed his mouth to hers. “When you want it bad enough that
it hurts, when you can’t bear not having me inside you, then you’ll be ready.”
Pulling back, he released her. “But that’s not tonight. Unfortunately.”

“If you need someone to hold on to, I’m right here.” He
tugged her to his front, tucking her between his arms.

“Justice…”

“This isn’t me flirting with you. Getting the drink for you,
yeah that was.”

“Then what’s this?” She really didn’t understand. And why
had she felt trapped when he had held out that drink, but now his solid warmth
soothed the fear? As if he protected her from all the harsh stares and
judgments that had been her world for years?

He settled his chin on her head. “Being a friend.”

For a few seconds they stood there watching before she became aware of Justice’s gaze on her. “What?”
 “You look beautiful tonight. All damned night, I’ve watched you. Every time you laughed, it jolted straight to my cock. I wanted to yank you against me and kiss the hell out of you, show the entire ship that you’re mine.” He clenched his jaw, his eyes glinting. “I’ve never had this possessiveness over a woman.”
 Energy crackled between them, a connection so magnetic she leaned into him. For years, Liza had felt like a burden forced on her aunt and uncle. The outside world judged her without even knowing her. But Justice did know her, and he wanted her. That sensation poured into the loneliest part of Liza, making her feel sexy, worthy and a little bit wary. She wanted to feel this, but not lose her head.
 “Lust. This is just lust, right?” She needed something to tell herself, to hold on to. She wasn’t going to throw her life away or become her mom. “It’ll burn itself out.” Not destroy her.
 His gaze scorched into hers. “That what it feels like to you? Like a couple orgasms will cure this attraction?” He fingered a lock of her hair. “Or will it whet your appetite for more?”

Jennifer Lyon is the pseudonym for USA Today Bestselling Author Jennifer Apodaca. Jen lives in Southern California where she continually plots ways to convince her husband that they should get a dog. After all, they met at the dog pound, fell in love, married and had three wonderful sons. So far, however, she has failed in her doggy endeavor. She consoles herself by pouring her passion into writing books. To date, Jen has published more than fifteen books and novellas, including a fun and sexy mystery series and a variety of contemporary Lyon she created a dark, sizzling paranormal series, and The Plus One Chronicles, an emotionally sensual adult contemporary series. Jen’s won numerous awards and had her books translated into multiple languages, but she still hasn’t come up with a way to persuade her husband that they need a dog.
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Excerpt:

“That’s utter bullshit. You don’t hide your feelings with
me.”

“Is that right?” She stroked her hand over the head of his
cock.

He moved back from her touch, the spray of hot water
cascading off his shoulders. Damn near helpless to stop himself, he lowered his
hungry gaze over her soft belly to the hair slicked down between her legs.
Jesus. Fiery lust rammed into him, taking his cock from hard to one massive
throb. He should reach behind him and twist the water to cold, but he couldn’t
harness enough brainpower to actually do it.

“You told me you found your voice here in San Diego. Use it.
You want something from me?” He wasn’t going to unleash his needs on her until
he was sure it was exactly what she wanted too.

Naked anger sparked in her eyes. “I didn’t like the way I
felt. It was our date, and those girls were touching you. I wanted to push them
off you and kiss you right there in front of everyone.

Maybe I’d shove my camera in their hand and demand they take
a picture, then I’d post it and show the whole world that you’re mine. How’s
that, Justice? That enough feelings for you?” She closed her eyes. “I know how
stupid that sounds. I want you to win and—”

“Don’t you dare backtrack now.” He stalked her to the shower
wall. “Those are your feelings. I want them. Every damned one.”

Her stare roamed down his body, then snapped back to his
face. A current arced between them.

He didn’t touch her, yet the connection shivered on the
moist air. Need screamed between them.

Her nipples hardened, and she raised one hand toward him.

He saw it again, that fucker’s hand wrapped around her arm
and Beth kicking the shit out of his shin.

“You want me to kiss you? My hands on you?” He slapped a
hand on the fiberglass over her head. “The only reason I’m not kissing you in
public and making it clear you belong to me is that you want to keep our
personal life out of the limelight.” He didn’t like it either, but he
understood.

“We’re not in public now.”

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