Touch
of Sin
A
Sin Pointe Novel
By: Carlene Love Flores
Available April 14th, 2014
FREE READ
Blurb
Lonerby
guitarist, Luke Willoughby, knows he and his band are under management’s
scrutiny since last week’s press conference puking incident by his little
brother. The stunt got them suspended from the Sin Pointe tour and Luke fears
they’ve blown it for good. The last thing he expects is the cute spy who
management sends to observe him. When no-nonsense Sarrie Walker shows up at a
gig and blows her own cover by announcing exactly what she’s there to do, Luke
is impressed but knows instantly he’s in deep trouble with this one. Sarrie is
a breath of innocent yet strong and sexy, calming air and seems completely
disinterested in him until they end up stuck together in close quarters. She’s
dangerously irresistible but so very off-limits.
Clearly
Sarrie holds Luke’s second chance in her hands.
But what
about his heart? By week’s end, it might be tangled in there too.
Buy Links
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Author Info
Carlene
Love Flores is a big fan of the stars (especially Orion), honest music
(especially Depeche Mode), and her traveling family (no favorites there-she
loves them all). These things inspire her intimate style of romance writing.
She feels honored to be a member of Washington DC
Romance Writers (WRWDC).
Carlene currently lives in the D.C. area where she can often be found listening
to live music and looking up at the sky on clear nights. If she could
touch someone’s heart with her writing the way others have done for her, she’d
say truly there never lived a luckier girl.
Author Links
Website http://carlenelove.com/
Twitter https://twitter.com/cloveflores
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Excerpt
Sarrie
stepped carefully and mostly on tip toes out of the tiny, grime grouted shower.
She’d had to waste one of their two usable towels for a floor mat and made sure
to land on it.
The good
news was that she no longer teetered on what she’d tell Mr. Keller when they
made it to D.C.
Noah was
sick and while he’d managed himself at these smaller gigs, he didn’t belong on
a massive, nationwide Sin Pointe tour. She tried to picture him night after
night and the binge drinking sessions. It hurt her heart to think of it but
worse than that was picturing the landslide of sleepless nights Luke would have
to suffer through caring for him. Sure, they might all hate her as a
consequence, but that’s why it was called tough love. The truth hurt at first.
And sometimes for a very long time after. But at least the person would be
alive.
She grabbed
for the towel she’d left on the toilet seat and found a loosely folded bunch of
clothes. Not hers because they were too big and, she pulled the shirt to her
nose, they smelled like Luke. “Mmmm.”
Her eyes
popped open so wide she felt her lashes touch her brow bone. Yes, she’d just
sighed at a man’s smell. It was a first. Maybe it was because her decision no
longer hung over her head, but she could get lost in the fact she held the shirt
he’d played in. She inhaled and the smell brought back visions of him serving
as master of his guitar and the beads of sweat that had dotted his forehead,
the one that hung from his nose, and the slick mass that had wet his chest
hairs showing through the top of his V neck shirt. He’d been so lost in the
music that he hadn’t seen her staring or cared about the sweat. She’d noticed
more than she realized and had to stop and breathe through what that meant.
“So that’s
it, Sarrie? You’re going there now?” she whispered to herself. “Unbelievable.”
Why
shouldn’t she?
Because
she’d never had these feelings for a man before? Because the two days she’d
known Luke were clearly not long enough and she was here to study him, not fall
into a foolish one-sided infatuation? Or was it that his life situation was too
close a reminder of the one she’d finally saved herself and her father from?
The heaviness of all those truths bowed her shoulders inward and down.
He’s gonna
be dealing with Noah’s addiction for a long time to come, especially if he
can’t stand to see his baby brother suffer. That’s what enablers did. She knew
because she’d watched her mom tiptoe around her dad until the day Mom just
didn’t come home.
Plopping
down on the toilet seat, she bundled Luke’s jeans together with his shirt and
hugged them. A sock fell from the pile. She found its match and could have
cried at his selflessness. He was a good guy and he had a ton of hurt coming
his way. For a second, she forgot where she was and nearly let her head fall
back against the dingy bathroom wall.
Cold air
leaking through the thin motel walls made her shiver. So did the thought of
wearing Luke’s clothes. But after she made sure to dry off with the one towel,
she pulled on her old panties and bra and then his jeans, which nearly fell
right back down, and then slipped his V neck shirt over her head. The baggy
look reminded her of the girls from TLC, but not one single day in her life had
she ever felt crazy, sexy or cool. Well, maybe she could identify with the
crazy part. Completely foreign to her was the thought of what Luke would think.
And then she had an altogether more shocking thought. If his clothes were in
here, what was he wearing?
Hot gusts
of air puffed out from her lungs until she managed to calm them down. But all
she could really think about were bare, strong shoulders and more than just the
tiny glimpses she’d gotten of his chest in the V cut shirt she currently wore.
She needed a drink of water. Badly. She wiggled her toes in his giant socks.
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