*DISCLAIMER* This is not a dark romance. There will be minimal angst or drama. There will be lots of laughs, frequent dropping of the F-bomb, and crazy monkey sex.
You know how people say they woke up in Vegas married and you’re like, how the hell could that possibly happen? Who does that? Well, us apparently… and the press is having a field day.
Let’s not even get started on the topic of my mother. Then there’s my grandpa wanting to meet my new husband–that’s not scary at all. On top of that, we’re heading out on tour and I’m a nervous wreck–factor in the fact that Jesse’s newly changed marital status doesn’t seem to be an issue for the groupies. Nothing deters them. Not even the fact that I’m standing right there when they proposition him.
I can handle the press, my mom, and even my grandpa. But the women who are ruining my current mood of “happy”, well, they’ve got another thing coming. It’s time to put these women in their place because nobody messes with my happily ever after.
Lucy and Jesse continue in Blush, Rockstar #2.
“I’VE GOT IT,“ Xander shouts and bangs his fist on the table in the quaint little diner.
“What have you got? Herpes?“ Meggie asks with a snort.
“Ha, ha. No, smart ass, I’ve got our title.“
“What title?“ Sera asks.
“Well, you know how PR goes through and gives the tour some fancy schmancy title, usually based on the album title?“
“Yeah,“ Cage tells him. “I think we’ve got that handled.“
“Dude, Cage. No. I’ve got the title for our tour.“
Cage lifts a brow. “Yeah? What is it?“
“The BFD tour.“
“The what?“ Cage asks.
“The BFD tour. See, technically it can be the Blush-Falling Down tour but really what we’ll be calling it is the Big Fucking Deal tour.“
“Um, Xander?“ I say.
“Yeah, Luce, what’s up?“
“Well, the big fucking deal thing? That can be construed as it’s really not a big fucking deal.“
He waves a hand at me. “Luce. We’re talking about us. There is no mistaking that.“
“So what do you say, Cage my man? The BFD tour?“ Xander asks with a grin.
“Yeah, Xander, I just don’t see that working. We can’t have profanity in the slogan for the tour.“
“Dude, no one needs to know it’s profanity.“
“Everyone knows that BFD means big fucking deal, Xander,“ Sera tells him with a laugh.
Xander pouts for a second and silence fills the diner. Then he perks up. “You know what? Fuck you all. I’m going to slogan the shit out of this tour all by myself and informally call it the BFD tour. That’s going to catch on so much better than whatever bullshit your PR asshats are cooking up, Cage, and you know it. The BFD tour is going to be a big fucking deal!“
“Fuck yeah it is,“ Jesse agrees with a fist bump. Everyone else fist bumps as well.
“That’s pretty freaking clever, Xan my man,“ I tell him and he preens. Seriously, he preens.
Cage blows out a breath. “I guess there’s no choice then is there?“
“None,“ Xander smirks.
Cage nods. “The Blush-Falling Down aka BFD tour it is.“
“This is going to be fucking awesome,“ Ethan says.
“No, no dude,“ Xander corrects. “It’s going to be a big fucking deal!“
“We’re going to have to listen to this until the tour’s over aren’t we?“ Sera asks, leaning over and whispering in my ear.
I sigh. “I’m afraid so. Xander’s on a roll and we don’t want to hurt his feelings. I hate when he gets all pouty.“
Sera nods. “Okay.“
A few minutes later Sera shouts out, “BFD!“
And Xander answers her with a fist bump and a really loud, “Yeah baby! B effing D!“
Cage wipes a hand over his face and shakes his head in disbelief. “Bitches, fuckers, skank-ass-hoes, groupie whores, and big fucking deal. You all are going to get me fined for sure, possibly even sued.“
Sera bumps his shoulder with hers. “Should make for an interesting tour, huh?“
Cage laughs. “That it will, Sunshine. That it will.“
First and foremost I am an avid reader of romance. I read every single day. Without reading I wouldn’t be inspired to write. The same can be said about music. I started reading with Nora Roberts and Sandra Brown’s LoveSwept titles forever ago and went from reading solely traditionally published to reading nearly all indie authors. I still read my Nora and a few others. A must.
I started seriously writing about six years ago when the need to get the stories that are stuck in my head on paper became overwhelming.
I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them.
I’m a huge fan of music, chocolate, fruit, Fall, Matt Shadows, Avenged Sevenfold, and Milo Ventimiglia.