Grace Grayson Security #4
As the female bassist in an otherwise all-male rockband, I had an image to maintain – relaxed, laidback, available. One-Night Nora was what the headlines called me and I relished it. My freedom meant everything to me and that freedom had become my brand. Until I get a stalker and our manager hires a dude from Grace Grayson.
I’ve heard they’re the most satisfying firm in the country and I’m more than happy to give their reputation a try. Except, when it comes down to it, I can’t follow through. Ryder is funny, gorgeous, kind, and sweet in his own way. I don’t want our time together to come to an end, so I’m adamant I won’t sleep with him.
But my restraint only goes so far and I’m all too aware that all good things must come to an end sometime. Still, it’s only one night. Or so I tell myself until our easy banter disappears under the deafening unspoken knowledge that we both want more.
He’s the sort of guy who can rock my whole world, if I could just roll with it. And he’s making it harder and harder to pretend it means nothing. After all, rock and roll just go together.
It took some serious convincing on my part, but eventually the boss man let me have the VIP. And what a VIP she turned out to be. But some one-night rocker she turns out to be. The woman isn’t falling for any of my numerous charms, no matter how close I seem to get. But the more time I spend with her, the more I don’t mind. This is one good thing I never want to end.
With a voice like a fallen angel and a personality that would make Lucifer himself blush, Nora’s the kind of person I don’t mind being around. The fact all that comes in a female form that does strange, exciting things to me is just icing. Being with her is like being with a friend you want to bone, only I’m beginning to think maybe I’m interested in more than just the benefits.
Despite watching three of my best mates settle down, I never thought I’d follow suit. But, this chick has me wondering if it would be so bad after all. It’s as terrifying as it is motivating to think I could fall in love. I’m sure I could so long as I don’t focus too hard on the terrifying bit.
She’s the sort of woman to rock my whole world, if only she’d just roll with it. I’ll have to pull out all the stops, but I’ll do it to prove it to her. After all, rock and roll just go together.
Please be aware that this story is set in Australia and therefore uses Australian English spelling and syntax.