Resonance
A Rhythm of Love Series, Book 2
Neve Wilder
M/M Romance
Release Date: 08.21.19
Blurb
I gave the rumor mill fodder for a lifetime the day I walked away from a lucrative music career without explanation.
People can talk all they like; my record stores are my lifeblood now, and I’m devoted solely to keeping them afloat in the digital age. There’s just one little thing distracting me: an earth-dwelling sunbeam named Owen Harper. I don’t know what I was thinking when I hired him. In fact, maybe I wasn’t thinking at all.
Quirky and excitable, he’s a walking, talking danger to fragile objects. His energy alone could power a small country. That’s never been my style. Hell, I was probably cutting my first album while he was cutting teeth. He wants a music career, and I’m done with all that. We couldn’t be on more opposite paths.
He’s other things, too, though. Things that keep me up late at night. Things that make me forget I’m supposed to be simplifying.
And damn does he love to push my buttons.
Now I’m struggling to resist his pull, drowning in the memory of his skin under my hands, his mouth on mine. His laugh.
When a long shadow from my past comes calling with an offer I’d be stupid to refuse, there’s more on the line than the survival of the shops I’ve dedicated the last fifteen years of my life to.
Because those fragile objects I mentioned earlier? One of them might well be my heart.
Resonance is the second book in the Rhythm of Love series but can be read on its own. It’s a steamy slow burn bisexual age-gap, boss/employee romance with lots of banter and two obstinate heroes who really, really don’t want to want the very thing they both need.
He shook his head.
“It’s not a good idea.”
“It’s a terrible idea. Who fucking cares? I’m horny, you’re horny, let’s do this.” “I’m your boss, and we’re both drunk.”
“Speak for yourself,” I protested, but knew it was a lost cause. Didn’t mean I’d give up, though. “You don’t need to be sober to hook up. In fact, I’d argue this is the better situation since I might actually have a shot at lasting longer than a half second, because let me tell you…” I stopped midsentence and clapped a hand over my mouth, and then narrowed my eyes at him, shaking a finger at the dawning humor in his eyes. “You know what? No, you don’t get the flattery if you’re not offering the goods.”
“So you’re gonna withhold compliments because I’m trying to make the smart choice here? Is that the size of it?” His grip on me loosened, and then fell away altogether.
“I don’t know the size of it yet, because you’re holding out like a prim old Victorian lady.” Okay, maybe I was pretty hammered, but it wasn’t like I was comatose. I was definitely capable of consent.
“It’s a solid piece. How about that?”
Neve Wilder lives in the southern US, where the summers are hot and the winters are…sometimes cold. She is a mom to three rambunctious weebeasts who have joined forces in a mission to carpet the family home with toys and small items that really suck to step on at six in the morning.
She reads promiscuously across multiple genres, but her favorite stories always contain an element of romance. Incidentally, this is also what she likes to write. Slow-burners with delicious tension? Yes. Whiplash-inducing page-turners, also yes. Down and dirty scorchers? Yes. And every flavor in between.
She believes David Bowie was the sexiest musician to ever live, and she’s always game to nerd out on anything from music to writing.
And finally, she believes that love conquers all. Except the heat index in July. Nothing can conquer that bastard.
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