Heartstrings (Rock With You #1) Rock Star Romance by Adriana Hunter

many levels.
    But
louder and more insistent was the voice that told her that this was a once in a
lifetime chance at something she’d never experienced before. Is it more
important than your career? It just might be…
    Logan
broke their kiss, looking down into Melody’s eyes. “I see I have my work ahead
of me. Maybe it was the Macallan last time that aided me. I’ll just have to win
you over with my charm alone then, without the Scotch.”
    “You
had me at a disadvantage last time, Logan. You know that. But I am here now…I
want to be here. But it’s…I’m different…this time, and there’s more at stake
now. You’re more real…everything’s in sharper focus, I guess. I’m not seeing
you through a haze of alcohol fueled self-pity.”
    “
‘More real’. Hmm…I don’t believe I’ve ever been called that. But…I have been
called worse.” He pulled her back against him, his hands splayed across her
back, his smile lighting up his eyes.
    He
grew serious for a moment. “Are the stakes too high? Is this worth risking
whatever it is that you have to lose?”
    Melody
wrapped her arms around Logan’s neck, pulling him close. Her body responded to
his touch, his solid warmth, his undeniable sex appeal. A smile pulled at the
corners of her lips, despite her anxiety.
    “Yes,
I think so. But you’ll have to work at winning me over this time, I guess. I’m
not falling for your magic potion.”
    The
knock on the door and the discreet call of ‘room service’ made her jump. Logan
kissed her forehead before stepping away to open the door. A deferential waiter
pushed a cart carrying their dinner into the room, prominent among the covered
dishes a bottle of Macallan and two glasses.
    As
the waiter left, Melody saw Logan slip the do not disturb sign on the door
before turning the lock. She tried unsuccessfully to suppress a giggle. Logan turned;
mock serious, a frown on his face, but amusement lighting up his eyes.
    “I’m
serious here. You said I have work to do. I want no chance of being
interrupted.”
    Melody
waved her hands. “Oh, I know. It’s just…” She collapsed on the couch in a fit
of giggles. “I’m sorry…it’s just…I’m not laughing at you.”
    “Aye,
you are. But I don’t mind. I’d rather have you laugh at me than wallop me
alongside the head.”
    Logan
watched as Melody regained control. “You’re scared and I understand. A bit
skittish, nervous giggling, all designed to put off the inevitable There’s
something holding you back….” He reached out a hand to her, and she took it, Logan
pulling her off the couch.
    She
took a final deep breath as the giggles faded away. “Things were different last
time, Logan. I’d just won a big case…and was dumped by my fiancé. My emotions
were all over the place. And yes…I was on my way to being drunk when you
rescued me.” She shook her head.
    “I’ve
tried to make you out to be the bad guy, but I can’t think that way anymore.
You’re not the bad guy. You’re actually quite nice…I think you’re growing on
me.”
    “Now
I’m ‘quite nice’ then? You’re damning me with faint praise, girl. I see I’ll have
to do much better than last time.”
    Melody
opened her mouth to respond, but Logan’s lips found hers and her reply was
lost.
    His
kiss was not only sensual and skilled, but intense, full of passion and the
hint of longing that she remembered his kisses held. She let herself relax into
his arms, let this kiss consume her.
    It
was several minutes later when he ended the kiss, straightening, his arms still
loosely around her waist. Eyes still closed, she leaned forward, lips parted.
    “Oh…”
Melody opened her eyes, a bit dazed as she looked up at Logan.
    “So,
was that just ‘quite nice’ or something better.”
    “Something
much better than quite nice. Very much better.”
    “Are
you ready to move this down the hall? As much as I enjoy kissing you, I’d much
rather be between the sheets, making love to