The Road Kings
Duet
I did something I’ve never done.
I couldn’t help it. The man I met at the bar was too gorgeous, too fascinating, too sexy. The next thing I knew, we had a one-night stand.
Except… It turns out he’s Denver Gilchrist, lead singer of the Road Kings, the legendary band that broke up five years ago.
How was I supposed to know I was sleeping with a genius rock god? I’m just a piano teacher who plays jazz on Thursday nights. I have a happy single life with my cat. I don’t need Denver’s brand of chaos.
But now I’m addicted. And so is he.
Denver is a poet, a talent, a complicated intellect, a lost soul. He can bring me to life, but he can also break me to pieces. Stories like ours don’t get happy endings -- but I won’t know the end until I risk it all.
Riff
I confess: I hooked up with the Road Kings’ bassist after a show thirteen years ago. It was supposed to be just one night - then I’d never see Neal Watts again.
But life likes to throw curveballs, and we ended up with a daughter. We could do this, right? We could stay friends for our daughter’s sake, even though we weren’t a couple.
Thirteen years of friendship. Thirteen years of relying on each other. Thirteen years of Neal in my life, even though we’re never alone together. Because that would be crossing a line.
But suddenly we’re both free to cross any lines we want to. And when Neal gives me that look that melted me all those years ago, I definitely want to.
I could have a wild fling with a rock star, and it would be incredible. But suddenly I’m starting to wonder…
What if we’ve been in love all this time?
Rhythm
The only person more damaged than I am is Axel de Vries, the drummer for the Road Kings. He’s a rock star, my new neighbor, and a blond god with tattoos. The eye candy from my window is crazy.
But he’s just pulled himself out of addiction, and I’ve just escaped a devastating relationship. We’re both too scarred to handle getting involved. So we make an agreement: We’re just friends.
Axel is good at the friends thing—too good. He’d be the best friend I ever had, except that suddenly I’m accompanying him on tour to keep him sober. And the more time I spend with him, the less I want friendship.
I’m keeping him clean. He’s keeping me sane. We’re saying no to temptation. But what would happen—just once—if both of us said yes?
Reverb
Here’s what I know about Stone Zeeland:
He’s a legendary god of guitar.
He’s infamously bad-tempered and hates everyone.
He especially hates journalists—which means he hates me.
I refuse to let this be a problem. I have a job to do—write about the Road Kings’ reunion tour—and I’m going to do it. I don’t care that I’m stuck crossing the country with a band that won’t talk to me, or that everyone wants me to quit. This is my big break, and I’m going to take it.
But before long, Stone and I have a secret. When you’re on tour with a rock god, it’s hard to stay objective. And the more I learn about Stone, the more I see he’s nothing like I thought he’d be.
Here’s what I know about Stone Zeeland:
Deep down, he has a heart.
And he’s about to break mine.