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They had unfinished business.
She went there for closure, but he deserved his revenge.
They both learned to be careful what you wish for.
When Samantha Stone hears the popular rock band Crushing Stones created by her childhood sweetheart is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye?
Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.
Too many secrets. Too much history. Can they find their way to the truth without destroying each other?
Author’s Note: Black Light: Rocked is a steamy bad-boy rocker romance with an HEA. It is meant for mature audiences only. It has explicit sexual situations as well as BDSM power exchange elements that may not be suitable for all readers.
If possible, he was even more devastatingly handsome than ever before. He hadn’t taken the time to shower or even change after the show. His thick hair and muscular arms glistened with sweat from the exertion of his art. It had been surreal to watch the concert on the television knowing he was performing just two stories below her.
A full minute of silence went by as the old friends sized each other up. The anger in his eyes hadn’t diluted so when he took a step closer, her boot stepped back out of self-preservation. The old friends danced a silent two-step; each move Sam made was choreographed to keep as much distance between them as possible.
“Since when are you afraid of me?” His voice was foreign to her.
“I’ve never met you. You’re a whole different person, Cash.”
She’d said the words to shock him, hoping he’d stop scaring the shit out of her. It didn’t work.
“I’m exactly who you made me into, Miss Stone.”
“Stop calling me that.” She wasn’t sure why it bothered her, but she somehow knew he meant it as a slur.
“Why? It’s your name, isn’t it? Or did you already get married? Daddy get you married off to a nice stiff from the country club yet?”
“Not yet. For some odd reason I’ve resisted his matchmaking efforts. Maybe that was a mistake.”
“Oh baby, I’m sure it was. I expected you to be living the high life, ruining people’s lives at a breakneck speed by now.”
Samantha felt her fear fleeing, replaced with bubbled-up anger. “What the hell is wrong with you? If anyone should be angry here, it’s me. You’re acting like I set out to ruin your life when instead, I’d think you could at least say you’re sorry if you’re not going to say thank you.”
“Thank you?! What the fuck do I have to thank you for, Samantha?” At least he’d used her first name, even if he had said it like it was a curse.
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that you’re a Grammy-Award-winning, multimillionaire musician.”
He was closing the distance between them one step at a time, careful not to spook her and make her run, although she had nowhere to go. Her brain was screaming to put more distance between them, but her other body parts were being drawn into his magnetic field, just like the old days.
If anything his green eyes got darker. “Even if I do have success, why the hell would I thank you for that? I have what I have because I worked hard for it. I had to overcome all the bullshit obstacles thrown at me by you and your fucked up family so thank you? No. More like fuck you.”
It was worse than she ever dreamed. Not only was Jonah gone, but Cash Carter was a jerk. She decided she needed to let him know.
“You’re a real asshole, you know that, Cash?”
It wasn’t much, but she saw the small flinch at her use of his stage name. It gave her the courage to press on. “I never should have come here tonight. It was a mistake.”
“Hell yeah, it was. Why’d you come, anyway?”
The sadness of losing the last trace of her best friend threatened to weaken her to tears. She fought to stay strong. She didn’t want him to see how hurt she was.
“I was curious, I guess. I live in D.C. now and I mistakenly thought fate might have finally brought us back together when I realized you were going to be playing just a few blocks from my apartment.”
She should have shut up then. She’d already said too much, but he was moving closer and she had circled around the couch and was close to being cornered by the advancing, angry man.
The words just kept falling out of her mouth, “Maybe I came because I mistakenly missed my friend. I wanted a glimpse of what your life was like. To see what you looked like having everything you ever dreamed of.” Emotion had her choking to get the final words out.
His wicked laughter at her distress brought tears to her eyes as he spewed, “That’s funny, Sam. What would you know about my dreams?”
Her anger was deserting her, leaving her deflated. “I used to know everything.”
He was almost close enough to reach out and touch her. She was relieved when he didn’t as he spewed his next angry rant. “Used to is right. You don’t know shit anymore.”
She tried to rally her anger again. “I can see that. At least your new name suits you. What a fool I’ve been. Missing you. Wishing things had turned out different for us.”
“There never was an us. Your father and uncle saw to that.”
USA Today Bestselling author Livia Grant lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a teenager, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. She is blessed to have traveled extensively and as much as she loves to visit places around the globe, the Midwest and its changing seasons will always be home. Livia started writing when she felt like she finally had the life experience to write a riveting story that she hopes her readers won’t be able to put down. Livia’s fans appreciate her deep character driven plots, often rooted in an ensemble cast where the friendships are as important as the romance… well, almost.
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