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Moving to a new city isn’t the magic fix Lexie Travis hoped it would be. Sure, she put some mileage between herself and her feuding parents, her miserable dating history, and the memories of a life-altering injury. However, she still feels like a former shadow of herself, hiding behind her diminished confidence and her thorough disbelief in true love.
Everything changes when Lexie’s best (and only) friend drags her to a country music concert. Lexie loves country music, but she loathes the top-selling heartthrob who sold out the arena. Jack Morgan became a sensation with a string of degrading, shallow songs that she can’t stand.
A startling trauma lands Jack in the hospital, and Lexie is the physical therapist assigned to the VIP treatment of the very man she despises.
Jack is drawn to the one woman who appears resistant to his charms and who loves to check his ego every chance she gets, yet gives him the honesty he needs. She’s the opposite of his usual groupies. He can only continue his tour if he receives rehab on the road, and Lexie is the lone person Jack trusts for the job.
Reluctantly, she agrees to take the journey on his luxury coach, joining the wild cast of characters on his crew. Yes, she was given many incentives to take the assignment, but the reason she wants to ignore is the dangerous one. Jackson Morgan is growing on her.
At every turn, another challenge pushes her away from him.
Stepping onto the tour bus is the domino that starts a chain reaction in their lives and challenges them both to change. Could they learn to believe in love and happily ever after?
*Please note: Groupie is Volume One in a two-part series
I glanced at his serious face, perfectly chiseled, and I swallowed hard. I bit my lip then and before I lost my nerve, I said, “Well, as your therapist, I must insist we head back for your post-concert session now. Let’s get a drink to go.” I felt a pleasant buzz and knew I would need more to stay brave.
We slipped out discreetly and wove our way to the outside door, where we were caught by Charlie and Fitch outside smoking. “You ain’t going to turn in for the night, are you, birthday girl?” Fitch asked.
“Oh, I just need to check on my patient, but we’ll come back out soon.”
I had no idea if I was lying or not, but I wanted to get away fast. We climbed onto the bus, and Jackson headed straight for the far end of the sectional, sitting down to take off his walking boot. I stopped at the fridge and got out a lime to cut for our drinks.
“Without a doubt, this was my favorite concert of the tour,” Jackson declared.
“Mmm hmm.” I sliced the lime.
“By far, this is my favorite outfit you have worn, Dr. Travis.”
“Mmm hmm.” I put the limes in our drinks on the counter.
“Are you listening? I thought that would at least get an eye roll out of you.”
“Mmm hmm.” I downed half of my glass. I was only half-listening, instead trying to psych myself up for my next move.
“Jackson? There’s only one other thing I want for my birthday.” I stood, leaning against the kitchen counter across the room.
He stopped dealing with his boot and sat up straight. “Anything, birthday girl,” His voice was raspy, and that was all the push I needed.
I strode across the room, around the coffee table, and without thinking, I sat square on his lap on the couch and leaned forward to kiss him with all the enthusiasm inside of me. There was no warm up, no tender peck kisses. I just devoured those amazing lips like I had wanted to for so long.
He froze in surprise for an instant and then met my intensity, opening his mouth and kissing me feverishly. I wound my fingers into his curls to pull him even closer, and he groaned in appreciation. His hands surrounded my waist and steadied me on his lap as they moved up and down my sides. By far and away, it was the best kiss of my life. It was better than any kiss I ever dreamed in my life.
I could not tell where I ended and he began as we melted together, both groping and trying to pull each other impossibly closer. Time was completely lost to me; it could have been ten minutes or an hour, when I finally broke for a gasp of air. He took the chance to trail kisses down the side of my neck. I let out a low moan that would have normally embarrassed me, but not with him, not when I knew how he was feeling as well.
“Oh, God, Lexie. I knew it would be this good. I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered in my ear and then kissed along my jaw.
“Kiss me again.”
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Susan Daugherty is a freelance writer, and by some happy coincidence, also a licensed Physical Therapist and an APTA Board Certified Orthopedic Specialist. She is the author of the 2016 novel Groupie as well as its sequel, Muse. Her essay The Cycle of Inspiration was published in PT InMotion in April 2013. She is a member of Romance Writers of America. Raised in Kentucky, she now resides in Knoxville, Tennessee where she lives with her husband and two children.
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