So far I've only shared Lanie and Noel scenes, but today I want to change that. Meet Riff, lead guitarist for Black Falcon and resident womanizer. He is so much fun to write! I can't wait for you all to get your hands on this novel!!
A large crowd gathers by the steps that lead up to the stage
area where I am. Cameras flash and I strain my neck hoping Noel’s back from his
band meeting. People cram in tight, pushing to gain every inch they can toward
their target. Riff makes it to the top step while he signs autographs and
kisses some of his female admirers. I sigh—still no Noel yet. I tilt my head,
curious as to what it is about Riff that drives the girls wild.
I just can’t figure it out.
Sure he’s really cute, even blind woman would know that, but
that alone wouldn’t make me want to sleep with him. Who knows what kind of
person he is. I don’t judge if I’m going to sleep with a person based off looks
alone.
I’m no slut.
Security cuts the girls off on the stage. “Sorry, ladies, this
area is off limits.” I hear the wall of muscle tell the girls as he and his
partner holds them back. The girls all whine with disappointment and beg to
follow Riff.
My eyes dart to Riff, and he smiles when he catches me staring
at him. He walks toward me, his eyes never leaving me once.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” Riff says to me as his eyes rake slowly
over my body. His gaze stops directly on my breasts under my tank top. I narrow
my eyes at him. He doesn’t seem the least bit bothered I have the look of red
death pointed directly at him. He pulls a piece of gold paper from his pocket.
“This golden ticket grants you access into my pants when our set is over. Hold
on to it tight and give it to security that guards the buses. They’ll let you
through. I only give away one or two of those a night. Consider yourself a
lucky lady.”
He stuffs the paper into my hands, and I furrow my brows. Is
he serious right now? Does he think just because he shoves some gold paper in
my hand that I will instantly drop my panties for him? I shake my head and try
to hand him back the paper. “No thanks.”
“Not interested?” Riff laughs. “Sweetie, that’s cute, but you
don’t have to play hard to get. I know why you’re back here, and I can
guarantee there’s no better time to be had than the one you’re going to get
with me.”
He licks his lip and runs his hand down my arm. His skin on
mine makes my blood boil. How dare he think he can just touch me like that?
I slap the paper into his chest. “I’m waiting for someone you
asshole. I’m not some random fucking groupie.”
Surprise registers on his face and then a slow grin. “You’re
feisty. I like that.” He tilts his head. “What a shame. We could’ve been pretty
awesome together tonight. You know where to find me if you change your mind.”
I huff as Riff lets the piece of paper fall to the ground. It
lands by his feet and he smirks at me before he turns and walks away.
What I wouldn’t give for murdering someone to be legal right
now. I should kill that asshole for the benefit of all womankind.
***Not Final Verison. Subject To Change***
<3
Michelle
ARGH..............That put's a smile on my face. Just SEVERAL more LONG days. At least I can read it at work when it releases.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! is it the 20th yet?!?!? :)
ReplyDeleteI believe I'm gonna really like Riff ;)
ReplyDeleteCan't wait for Rock the Heart!
I can see it already that Riff will be my favorite!! I can't wait for this book!!! Hurry up!! lol
ReplyDeleteRiff aka Mr. Cocky!! Such a naughty boy!!
ReplyDeleteRiff is going to be so much fun to read. I can imagine how you laughed when you wrote scenes with him in your novel. :)
ReplyDeleteI KNEW Sal Costa was your insperation for Riff! As soon as I read the part about the hawk, I recognized my favorite guitarist.
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