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Excerpt: “What are doing?” Jessica asked, confronting Wally.
“What are you talking about?” Wally didn’t bother to look in her direction. He continued to move instruments around the stage.
“You’re fucking up the set.”
“Honey, you’re looney tunes.”
“You asshole!” Infuriated, she ripped the stand he’d positioned twice out of his hand. The force tossed the piece onto the floor, scattering sheet music.
Wally hissed and turned to glare at her. “What in the fuck is wrong with you? You keep acting like this and I swear to God, I’m going to quit.”
“Quit? You know what?” she threw out as she burst into laughter. “That would be just fine with all of us.”
“Is that so?”
She grinned and placed one hand on her hip. “Oh, you bet. You’re washed up. You really think anyone cares about an old rocker?”
Her words seemed to stun him. He sucked in his breath, wrinkled his entire face and brushed both hands through his long hair. “You are such a fucking bitch.”
“What’s going on here?” Cody stepped between them but he only had eyes for Jessica and they were laced with indignation.
“You need to keep your dog on a leash,” Wally stated as he grabbed his guitar.
“Yeah? Go fuck yourself.” She honestly had no idea why she was spouting off. The afternoon practice had been amazing, just like old times.
Wally held up his arms. “After tonight, I’m done.”
She smirked as he walked away.
Cody jerked her arm, dragging her toward the curtain of the stage. “Whatever is going on with you, I don’t give a shit. Cut the crap now or we’re going to lose this gig. Got it?”
“I’m fine. He’s just an ass.”
After a few seconds, he let her go. “I have no idea what to say to you. Let’s just get this over with. You need a damn break. We all do.”
She nodded and was about ready to issue a retort until he walked off. A chill swept over her and she huddled against the back of the stage, unsure of why she’d lashed out. She bit her lip and studied the various band members of the different groups walking by. They were engaged, enjoying the benefit. She wasn’t even certain why they’d been asked to perform nor did she know what the show was about. She closed her eyes, pushing away the dull echo ringing in her ears.
“Ms. Dunn?”
She swam up from her peaceful moment. “Yes?”
“You’re wanted on stage.”
Opening her eyes, there was a moment of true connection with the gorgeous blond. His enigmatic blue eyes drew her in. She could snack on the stagehand. Mmm… Yes, she could. Stop it. You’re not some hussy. She smiled and winked, buried in her leather-clad persona. She was a star after all. “Well, sugar, I am so ready.”
He seemed taken aback, a deep crimson sliding up the length of his neck. “Um. Good. You have five minutes.”
Jessica watched him walk away and by the time he reached the curtain, he was completely out of focus and lights flashed in front of her eyes. Her head was pounding and there was no doubt her pulse was racing. Why was she so terrified? She glanced to her right as she wiped her hands on her tight leather skirt. Perspiration clung to every inch of skin, forcing the material to stick to her in such an uncomfortable manner she issued a single moan.
“Go to the mike.” Cody guided with little emotion or inflection in his voice. He was more than just angry with her.
She nodded and headed to the microphone. Now her head and neck were in anguish. Bile rose in her throat and she swallowed hard, trying to keep from tossing her burrito lunch. Mexican had been the wrong choice. You can do this. You can do any damn thing you want to do.
“And now, welcome Fringe!”
The applause seemed cataclysmic, drawing Jessica into the light. She threw back her arms and strutted toward the microphone. The instant her hand wrapped around the cold steel, she lost it. This wasn’t a life she wanted any longer.
“You goddamn motherfuckers. I hate all of you!”
About Three Rivers Run Deep:
Danger. It’s all I’ve ever known. All I’ve ever wanted.
Fighting fires soothes the ragin beast that war created.
Allowing me to live.
The REST? Maybe she can understand my hunger. For her. Dominating her. Owning her.
Maybe…
Danger. Domination. Destruction.
The Jackals
An elite team of smokejumpers nestled in the heart of Missoula, Montana.
By day they indulge in their penchant for danger.
By night they exude passion.
Are you ready for their brand of domination?
Prevent. Protect. Preserve. This is their motto.
Publisher’s Note: This adult, action adventure romance offers suspense, danger, mystery, explicit, scenes and power exchange elements. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
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About Piper Stone:
Best Selling author, Piper Stone writes in several genres including romantic suspense, thrillers, erotic romance, dark erotic, Domestic Discipline, spanking, Domination and submission and traditional romance. She has a love of the non-traditional, preferring to create worlds that defy the imagination. Wine and sous vide cooking are only second to her love of golden retrievers and you might find all three nestled in the pages of a book or two.
She has several releases from Blushing Books including Truth or Dare, His Demands – Dirty Little Secrets, Submissive For Hire, His Hidden Girl – Dirty Little Secrets, Becoming – Power Exchange and the Rescue Me Series, Maverick and Shadow. Her upcoming release, Three Rivers Run Deep, is book one in the Fire Devil Series.
She will also have several releases with Bethany’s Woodshed in the upcoming months.
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