Blurb:
She’s living her dream, not knowing
she’s stolen someone else’s…
For Kayla Cross, getting a job as a DJ
at legendary club Grace in Ibiza is a dream come true. It’s what she has worked
for her entire life. Even if she had to do it behind her parents’ back, like a
dirty secret—then and now. She left everything behind in order to give it her
all, and she finds it’s going to take far more than the level of confidence she
has in order to pull it off.
Lex Granger thought the job was his.
But it wasn’t. And not getting the DJ job means another season of bartending,
and watching longingly as others play on stage. When his boss orders him to
make Kayla feel at home, he almost rebels. But his need to pay bills wins over
his emotions. He resents his competition but can’t help being affected by her
sunny disposition, talent, and long, lean form. Walking the line between
admiration and envy can be agony...
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Excerpt:
Kayla had seamlessly taken control of
the sound system a few minutes ago and the stuff she had been playing was good,
better than the typical pre-recorded shit. But what caught his attention now
was the sound of her voice. She was singing into the mic on her headset. Not
lyrics but a beautiful stream of notes that seemed to flutter from her gut up
to her vocal cords in a lilting sound that was captivating.
The notes she sang rose and fell,
exotic and mysterious with the intriguing underlying beat. Her voice called, it
drew…and soon women rose from their seats to the small dance area to move and
sway with the music, and the men followed them. The same people who had been
oblivious of the music a moment before as they’d smoked and talked were now
giving their full attention to Kayla.
It wasn’t just the music that
mesmerized them; it was Kayla herself. She was a vision. Her blonde hair
gleamed under the lights, and her shoulders and hips writhed in a sexy dance,
and all the while she continued to turn knobs and flip switches to make the
music she sang to. She was absorbed in it and having a great time. Sometimes
her hair flicked when she gyrated, as if in punctuation to her movements.
Combined with the sound of her voice, she was like a beacon—the song of an
angel caressing and drawing everyone in. It was like nothing he’d ever heard
before.
“Hola!”
said a man in an aggressive tone, waving a one hundred Euro bill. “Can we get
ten shots of Patrón?”
“Of course. Right away, friend.” Lex
focused back in on his job.
It was awhile before he could come back
up for air. But when he did, he noticed that the space was packed with bodies
dancing to the music Kayla played. And, although she was keeping it mellow as
instructed, it was the biggest crowd he’d ever seen on the terrace during the
day. Security continuously went through, trying to keep key paths clear.
Hands holding cell phones were up in
the air, outstretched toward her, as they took pictures and videos. Through it
all, she wore the brightest smile he’d ever seen, occasionally lifting one hand
to press the earphones closer. She changed the tempo to a faster beat and the
crowd responded with cheers. She bounced up and down in joy, hand waving above
her head with exhilaration, and the people lifted and pumped their fists in
mimicry.
She was every bit as good as any DJ
they’d had before and more. She was the embodiment of everything he thought he
would have experienced and felt had it been him on the stage. Somehow, she
caught him watching, and gave him a cheery wave. Embarrassed, he waved
awkwardly back, and then pulled his eyes back down to the bar. And, even though
he could acknowledge that Rick had been right, that she was good, he couldn’t
help feeling the tiny nugget of palpable distaste lodged deep in his chest.
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About the author, Jewel Quinlan:
Restless
by nature, Jewel Quinlan is an avid traveler and has visited 16 countries so
far. Lover of ice cream, beer and red wine she tries to stay fit when she’s not
typing madly on her computer concocting another tale. In her spare time she
likes to do yoga, hike, learn German and play with her spoiled Chihuahua;
Penny. It is Penny’s mission in life to keep Jewel from the keyboard. But, with
the help of dog-chew-making-companies, Jewel has been able to distract her
canine companion and continues to get thousands of words on the page for your
enjoyment.
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