Blog tour: Taking Something by Elizabeth Lee
I know what you're thinking. “You were such a jerk, Nick!” Believe me, I know I screwed up the best thing I had going in my life, but that was kind of my thing. I’d learned how to run cons before I could even form complete sentences, and I'd always been selfish. But I changed. Lila forgave me, my brother and I were getting along, and I was trying to make a name for myself in the music world.
At least that was what I was trying to do when I negotiated my way into the recording studio with pop superstar Sadie Sinclair. I thought it would be a piece of cake—charm my way into her heart and into her record label's good graces.
Just when I thought I had it all figured out, I got mixed up in a web of lies, manipulation, and deception. A web that had me questioning my motives and desires altogether.
Was the fame and fortune really worth the price?
“Pretty smooth,” a voice said behind me. I jumped, nearly sending the roller chair I was trying to sit in across the room. She laughed as I reached out and pulled the chair back toward me. “Not so smooth.”
I turned to find a pair of dark, almond-shaped eyes staring at me. They were the same shade of brown as her hair that, according to the pictures I’d seen online, usually hung down around her face. Today she had it piled in a mess on top of her head. Judging from the six large bags she’d tossed down in front of her and her rosy cheeks, she been on a wild-goose chase for her boss that morning.
“You must be Gia,” I greeted her, grinning sheepishly from my near ass busting.
“And you must be crazy if you think you’re going to be able to talk her into singing more than one of those songs. I’ve been working on her for months and she’s pretty much made up her mind that she is the next great singer-songwriter.”
“Are we going again or what?” Sadie called out through the speaker. I looked at her, saw that she was quickly becoming irate and impatient, and nodded. Sadie hadn’t even noticed that Gia was in the studio. She was too busy searching the internet on her cell phone for breaking news stories about herself. She’d already made me read one that had said she was the best dressed at some event she went to last week.
I gave my head a slight shake. I’d let myself get distracted. I needed to focus my attention on Sadie. Not the mouthy brunette trying to contradict my persuasion techniques. But Jesus, if I didn’t find myself intrigued by her. Her legs stretched out in front of her as she focused intently on her work. Her full heart-shaped lips pursed together firmly.
“Yep.” I clicked the mic button so Sadie could hear my voice. “From the top.” I started the track and briefly turned my attention back to Gia.
“I’m Nick by the way,” I informed her. “And did you ever think that maybe you just don’t know how to talk to her?”
“I know who you are,” she scoffed without looking up from her work. “And I’ve known that girl practically my whole life. Once she gets something in her head, it’s damn near impossible to talk her out of it.”
“Well lucky for us then, ‘damn near impossible’ is my specialty.”
She glanced up with a small smile and I caught a glimpse of the cute little girl from the television show.
“Well that’s good then, because the way I see it, both of our jobs depend on her singing the songs they want her to sing. Neither of us can afford for her to tank her career.”
As quickly as her smile had appeared, it faded. A little part of me wanted to try and make her smile again, but I thought better of it. I didn’t have time to be making pretty girls smile. I needed to get a job done, and according to Gia, it was going to be a lot tougher than I’d expected.
“You must be Gia,” I greeted her, grinning sheepishly from my near ass busting.
“And you must be crazy if you think you’re going to be able to talk her into singing more than one of those songs. I’ve been working on her for months and she’s pretty much made up her mind that she is the next great singer-songwriter.”
“Are we going again or what?” Sadie called out through the speaker. I looked at her, saw that she was quickly becoming irate and impatient, and nodded. Sadie hadn’t even noticed that Gia was in the studio. She was too busy searching the internet on her cell phone for breaking news stories about herself. She’d already made me read one that had said she was the best dressed at some event she went to last week.
I gave my head a slight shake. I’d let myself get distracted. I needed to focus my attention on Sadie. Not the mouthy brunette trying to contradict my persuasion techniques. But Jesus, if I didn’t find myself intrigued by her. Her legs stretched out in front of her as she focused intently on her work. Her full heart-shaped lips pursed together firmly.
“Yep.” I clicked the mic button so Sadie could hear my voice. “From the top.” I started the track and briefly turned my attention back to Gia.
“I’m Nick by the way,” I informed her. “And did you ever think that maybe you just don’t know how to talk to her?”
“I know who you are,” she scoffed without looking up from her work. “And I’ve known that girl practically my whole life. Once she gets something in her head, it’s damn near impossible to talk her out of it.”
“Well lucky for us then, ‘damn near impossible’ is my specialty.”
She glanced up with a small smile and I caught a glimpse of the cute little girl from the television show.
“Well that’s good then, because the way I see it, both of our jobs depend on her singing the songs they want her to sing. Neither of us can afford for her to tank her career.”
As quickly as her smile had appeared, it faded. A little part of me wanted to try and make her smile again, but I thought better of it. I didn’t have time to be making pretty girls smile. I needed to get a job done, and according to Gia, it was going to be a lot tougher than I’d expected.
ABOUT ELIZABETH LEE:
When I'm not writing or playing the part of wife and mother, you can find me dancing back-up for Beyonce, singing back-up for Miranda, or sunning myself on the beach with a drink in hand. Here's the thing about being born and raised in a small town—you have a very vivid imagination! Now, I channel it all to create stories where the girl always ends up with the right guy, first kisses are magical, and a happy ending is just that!
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My favorite genre to read is paranormal romance :) But I'm not real picky. Love Elizabeth Lee's books! Thanks for being part of the blog tour!
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