Long Live The King

There is nothing Tyler regrets more than the night she spent with Eric Ambrose. Not because (despite everything she’d told herself that night) she’d caved and slept with the man they call “The King”. The man who is arguably the best rock drummer of all time. But because, despite her best efforts, she can’t stop thinking about him. And when he tracks her down three months later and offers her a job writing his memoir, she’s caught between standing her ground and keeping as much distance between them as possible, or agreeing to spend the next six months on tour with him. Following his every move and getting to know the notoriously private man on a level that not many people do. As she finds herself agreeing to the deal he offers, she can only hope that this won’t turn into another decision involving Eric Ambrose that she regrets.

Tyler Norris is the one that got away—literally. The only woman Eric has ever taken back to his hotel room to vanish into thin air by the time he woke up the next morning. He’s spent months tracking her down, desperate to see her again for reasons he doesn’t fully understand. And when he finally finds her and offers her the opportunity to join him on tour and write his memoir, the woman he met the night they spent together is nowhere to be found. This one is guarded, shy, and hesitant. Determined to spend more time with the woman who flipped his world upside down, he agrees to whatever terms she presents—including the one he knows is going to take every ounce of self-control he has left—absolutely no sex.

A friendship forms and tension grows so tight it’s bound to snap as Tyler and Eric refuse to face the music—their chance encounter was just the beginning.