Rock the Curves
Gage Walker is a mega-talented rockstar. Gorgeous and sexy. It's no wonder he's the hottest thing in the music industry.
Lyris Wright is a beautiful, curvy, and confident aspiring singer. But no one wants to give her a chance as a solo artist because she doesn't have the "right look." It's a humiliating blow after she's already burned her bridges back home in Indianapolis, when she defied her conservative and religious parents to head to L.A. to fulfill her lifelong dream.
Running out of options and running low on money, she auditions as a backup singer for rock-n-roller Gage Walker. He's blown away by her incredible voice. And captivated by her lush curves. Although Lyris needs the job, she's not happy about working with the gorgeous musician. Not when she resents the fact that he's been handed his career because of his looks. Little does she know that he came from very humble beginnings. People aren't always what they seem.
Can Lyris get out of her own way, and let the attraction she feels as they tour the world take hold? Or will Gage's popstar ex-girlfriend and meddling record label tear their all-consuming connection apart?
Find out in the sultry new novel, Rock the Curves, from Amazon bestselling author, Twyla Turner.
Excerpt:
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Gage had started nodding off next to Lyris. Pressure on his shoulder pulled him out of his light sleep. He looked down and saw Lyris had shifted and unknowingly laid her head on his shoulder in her sleep.
A sleepy smile spread across his face. Gage leaned his head to the side and rested his cheek on top of her downy soft curls. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep with that soft smile still on his lips.
The plane hit a little turbulence and Gage was jerked awake. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but Lyris was still using him as a pillow. She’d even wrapped her arms around his bicep. Another jerk of the plane must have woken her, because she jerked up and looked at him bleary-eyed.
Their faces were only an inch or two away from each other. Gage could feel her warm breath against his lips. Her sleepy eyes looked so welcoming as they searched his. He moved closer. Her lips parted. Their noses touched. The space between their lips was warm and damp with anticipation. Gage moved his head slightly from side to side, sweetly rubbing his nose across hers. Eskimo kisses first. Hopefully, French kisses next. Lyris’ eyes fluttered closed.
Gage lifted his lips towards hers. Lyris followed. Their lips brushed gently. Something crackled between them. Gage flicked his tongue out to touch the seam of her mouth.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the pilot’s voice startled them and made them jump apart guilty. “We’ll be coming into New Jersey airspace in just a few minutes. We’ll begin our descent into Teterboro Airport in about ten minutes.”
Lyris cleared her throat awkwardly as she adjusted her clothes. Gage was tempted to slide his hand behind the back of her neck and pull her back in for the kiss her warm brown eyes had promised. But the spell had broken for her.
She’d come to her senses.
To get her back to a place where she was mindless with need would take longer than the fifteen minutes or so they had before the plane landed.
“This conversation isn’t over.”
“We weren’t having a conversation,” she said quietly.
“Weren’t we?”