Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
I wait with bated breath as she picks up the pen and flips through the pages one more time. She bites her lip and leans in as she scribbles her signature on the line.
Releasing the breath I’ve been holding, I smile. I pick the contract up before she changes her mind and tears it up. There’s this giddy feeling in my chest that I haven’t felt in a long time.
It’s like Christmas morning with my family. Nothing can take the wind out of this moment. I take my phone out and send a text for her advance to be transferred.
Her phone vibrates next to her hand. She looks at it and then snaps her head up to look at me. Her sexy lips are parted.
“What’s this?” she gasps.
“Your signing bonus. That will cover that stack of bills. I can’t have your mind preoccupied with anything other than your new job. You might miss something,” I tease.
“Bishop,” she drags out.
I wave her off. “We’ll be stopping for that laptop and phone soon. Have dinner with me.” I hold my hands up quickly as she goes to decline. “It’s for the music. I do need to spend time with you to keep the muse flowing.”
“Since you put it that way, okay. Thank you, Bishop. I truly appreciate everything you’re doing for me. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you.”
I wink at her. “No thanks needed. You’ll repay me with a killer social media campaign and an inspiration for an album worthy of all the hype you build.”
She gives me a small smile. I want to lean in and kiss her sweet-looking lips. However, I remind myself that she’s my new employee and I need her here to get this album done.
Just like that, the music starts. I get up and grab Lucie so I can sort the song out. I murmur to myself and grab my notebook.
“I’ll get out of your way,” Saga says softly.
I look up as if just remembering she’s there. Not that I could forget her presence. She’s fueling the music flowing through me. Her sweet scent fills my head as I strum my guitar.
I roll my tongue in my mouth, wondering if she tastes as good as she smells. She ducks her head as I look at her. I know I’m not keeping the heat out of my gaze.
“I’ll let you know when we get to our stop. See you in a bit,” I say and nod, returning to the song developing in my head.
Saga
Bishop slips his hand into mine and tugs me closer to his side. My belly drops and fills with a tingling sensation. I chide myself and swallow down all thoughts of him holding me close.
“It’s for the music. Having you close keeps it going,” he murmurs as I try to pull my hand from his. “I also want to keep you close in case… things can get crazy in the blink of an eye. The hat doesn’t always do the job,” he murmurs the last part quietly.
I call bullshit, but I stop pulling my hand away from his as we walk through the mall. He looks down at me and winks. There’s that sexy, heated look in his eyes again.
I swear I thought I was going to melt under the table when he looked at me earlier while strumming his guitar. I finally allow myself to admit he’s a sexy man. He moves with an effortless sex appeal.
However, I’m not going to allow myself to get caught up in those looks. I’m here to do a job and get my life back on track. Once this tour is over, I have a lot to think about.
Falling into this man’s bed isn’t going to help that process in any way. I’d like to think I’m smarter than that. Yet when he places his palm on the small of my back to lead me into the computer store, I’m not sure I am.
His warm palm sends shivers up my spine. I have to bite down on my lip to keep my composure. It’s a simple freaking touch, but my knees are ready to buckle under it.
The hand he’s been holding is still tingling from his touch. I shove it in my pocket to ignore the feeling of his loss. How can he have this effect on me in such a short time?
I turn to look at Dwayne, Bishop’s security guard. He gives me a warm smile but doesn’t look as if he feels this is inappropriate like I do. I try to relax.
We’re going to buy me a work laptop. Nothing more. Bishop seems like a protective guy. That has been clear from the moment we met.
“You all right?” Bishop asks as we wait for someone to come and help us.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking.”
“We’ll make this quick and get to dinner. Unless you want to stop somewhere else.”