Ariel’s
Song
By:
Evie Knight
Release
Day Blast: November 22nd,
2013
Blurb
Colin
Hoskins, famous classical violinist, is tainted by his past. Angry at
life, unable to move beyond the betrayal of his dead fiancé, he’s
sworn off performing or falling in love ever again. All Colin wants
is to be left alone, except no one listens. Especially the pretty
little assistant he can’t fire and his body burns to claim.
Stranded
in a foreign country, bankrupted heiress Ariel Parks needs a job to
fund her way home. Assistant of sorts to the musician she’s
fantasized about for years sounds like a dream job. She never
imagined the gorgeous genius would be a reclusive beast. But the real
problem is the way every nerve in her body tingles at the mention of
his name.
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Author
Info
Evie Knight writes
wickedly sexy contemporary romances with irresistible bad boys,
sassy heroines, a bit of conflict, humor and a dash of spice. When
she’s not hard at work writing, she spends her time blogging,
reading, listening to music, or looking for a muse.
She lives in sunny
Southern California.
Evie loves hearing
from her readers. Feel free to drop her a line at
evie@evie-knight.com
or you can stalk her on Twitter @inlovewromance
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Excerpt
The
long narrow hallway looked as lush as everything else in his house.
Ariel looked at the spotless dark wood floors lined by warm sand
colored walls accentuated with expensive paintings. She bet all were
originals.
“Well,
off you go.” The plump housekeeper motioned to the hallway. “He’s
in his music studio.”
Ariel
bit the inside of her cheek, doubting her decision. Maybe it’d be
best to ask the older woman to show her in. She turned to ask,
finding the woman no longer stood next to her. Ariel looked around
hoping to find her, realizing she stood in the middle of the room
alone. She took a deep breath, glancing up at the vast arched
ceiling, feeling it swallow her whole.
All
right, here goes nothing. Ariel adjusted the tote on her shoulder and
walked down the hall, following the origin of the music, slowing down
as she approached a half closed door from where the melody came. The
notes to a Nirvana song filled her ears. She closed her eyes,
allowing his music to hypnotize her how it always did. God. She loved
his music.
Some
people frowned upon classical crossovers like Colin. Ariel bet he
didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of his musical arrangements.
He was an artist playing for the love of music and nothing else. He’d
probably continue to mix classical with Pop, Rock, and Metallica for
as long as he lived.
She
drummed her foot on the floor, her insides squealing. Her favorite
musician played on the other side of the door. She bid her time,
enjoying the music. As tempted as Ariel was to let him know she’d
arrived for her first day of work, she didn’t want to interrupt.
When
Colin finished playing the Nirvana song, Ariel took a step forward
ready to announce her presence. Then, the strings with the first
notes to a gypsy song halted her mid-step. Ariel leaned on the wall,
closing her eyes once more to hear him play. She resisted the impulse
to remove her shoes and dance to the gypsy melody in his hall. Damn,
he could play.
“Are
you going to come in or stand there all day?” he asked from inside
the room.
His
voice startled her. Shit. She opened her eyes. How did he know she’d
been there all along? Ariel cleared her throat and walked in. “Hi.
I-I was waiting…” She motioned to his instrument. A palpable
tension filled the air the moment her gaze met his, drawing her to
him. His black T-shirt and jeans gave him a dark angel aura.
He
wore his hair down without a ponytail. Colin stood next to his music
stand. His stubble denser, framing his face, giving his piercing eyes
a darker caramel shade. Ariel cast her gaze to the large skull ring
on his left pinky finger. The man was a hot rocker playing Mozart.
“Let
me make something clear to you.” He raked a hand through his hair,
securing a strand behind his ear. “No one walks through that door
when I’m in here practicing. Any questions?” Colin placed the bow
on the stand and set his violin in its case.
Ariel
regained her composure. “No questions. However, I think we need to
set some ground rules.” She crossed the room to the bay window
opposite from him. “If I’m going to be your assistant, there are
some things we can’t do.” She ran her index finger along the edge
of the window then placed her tote on the side table next to it. “For
starters—” She turned and bumped into his strong chest.
“Enlighten
me,” Colin said.
Her
heart skipped a beat as she lifted her gaze to him, lingering on his
mouth before she met his eyes. Ariel fought the need to kiss him
again. How would she ever pull this off when he looked at her with
those eyes? Colin trapped her between the bay window and him. He
hadn’t touched her yet, but the heat radiating from him being so
close ensnared her all the same. Ariel shifted on her feet, trying to
set an inch or two of distance between them.
“For
starters what, Ariel?” Colin placed a hand on either side of her,
making it harder for her to escape. At her silence, he asked, “Are
you going to answer me?”
“This.”
Ariel rested a hand on his chest, to push him away, his warmth
burning her palm. “If we’re going to work together, there won’t
be any touching.” Her fingertips tingled at the thrum of his
heartbeat. Colin glanced at her hand on his chest. Shit. She curled
her fingers into a fist. What was she doing feeling his hard muscles?
“You
mean you don’t want me to touch you like this?” He gripped her
waist, and she jerked at the unexpected contact.
The
heat of his grasp on her waist seeped through the thin layer of her
clothes, stirring her insides. “Yes.” She shook her head. “No.”
Colin
angled his head, closing the distance. “What else?” he asked, his
lips a breath away from hers.
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