BEAT
(A standalone novel)
Release date: June 15th
A Contemporary Romance novel
New York
Times & USA Today Bestselling
Author Vi Keeland
Meet Flynn and Lucky in this rock
star romance!
AVAILABLE NOW!
Dimpled smile of a boy
Hard body of a man
Sings like an angel
Fucks like the devil
I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place.
At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over
mine. Every girl’s fantasy became my
reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet
I was slowly falling for another man.
The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus.
Flynn Beckham was the opening act.
Dylan Ryder was the headliner.
What happens when the opening act begins to shine so
bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake?
I’ll tell you what happens. Things get ugly
Getting through Flynn singing is incredibly hard. The way his throat moves, the way his mouth
caresses each syllable of the low, raspy sound that falls from his lips. I should be watching his posture, his
breathing, the way his larynx forces out the words—but instead I’m focused on
the beauty of his mouth and how the sound of his voice glides over my body,
making it feel both warm and tingly at the same time. I’m lost when the song finishes, yet I
haven’t really observed him yet.
“So. Give it to me
straight. What am I doing wrong?”
Ummm…absolutely nothing
from what I can see. Everything was
perfect. Don’t change a thing. Shit. “Could you do it again? Maybe a different song, one you haven’t sung
in a while. So the sounds are less
familiar to your body. Sometimes that
can give me a different view.” At least
I make it sound like a real thing when the words come out.
He sings again, and this time I force myself to
observe. “Hmm…your posture is
great. Most people have a tendency to
favor one side of their neck, which makes them tilt a bit when they speak, and
it becomes magnified when they sing, which puts strain on the muscles around
the vocal cords. Your alignment is
perfect.”
“Thank you, it goes with the rest of my perfectness,” he
says with a teasing arrogance that, from the little I know about him, I know
isn’t real.
“You didn’t let me finish.”
“You can’t now tell me I’m not perfect. I was already basking in the glow.”
“Actually, it was perfect…but almost a little too
perfect. Which makes me think you don’t
usually stand this way when you sing.”
“It isn’t the way I normally sing. On stage, I usually have a guitar over my
shoulder. Even if I’m not playing it,
it’s there.”
“Well, I need to see you holding your instrument to assess
you fully, then.”
Flynn’s eyebrows quirk up and the dirty grin on his face
is unmistakable.
“The guitar. I’d need to see you holding the guitar.”
“That’s a shame.”
He shrugs, the playful smile still on his face. “But okay.
It’s your call. Whatever
instrument you want to see me hold is fine with me.”
“How big of you.”
“So now we’re talking about the other instrument again?”
I roll my eyes, although this conversation is having more
of an effect on me than I let on.
Additional Books by Vi Keeland
Throb
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
Worth The
Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)
Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)
Belong to You (A Cole Novel, Book One)
Made For You (A Cole Novel, Book Two)
First Thing I See (Stand Alone)
About the Author:
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that
occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't
change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle
at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting
events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day,
and an exciting smut author by night!
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