Fade Into You by Elle Greco (Blog Tour)
Today we have the blog tour for Elle Greco’s FADE INTO YOU! Check it out and be sure to get yours today!
Title: Fade Into You
Author: Elle Greco
Series: LA Rock Star Romance
Genre: Rockstar Romance
About Fade Into You:
It's all fun and games until someone falls in love. Six years after the cops found Ear Assassins’ lead singer dead of a drug overdose, his widow Lydon Johnson has only just begun to pick up the pieces. Now she finds she’s fast running out of money to support herself and her son. A reality TV show is an unappealing means to an end, but in the interest of keeping a roof over their heads, she signs on. But the producers soon find out, Lydon’s kind of boring for a rock and roll widow. Vince Davis, lead singer of Anthem, is a rock and roll legend two decades in the making. But when the head of his longtime record label is exposed as the cause of his son’s drug overdose, his attempt to split his band from the label comes with a personal cost that he’s not sure he’s ready to make. Enter Lydon. Vince has an idea to spice up Lydon’s flailing reality show: pretend to be lovers. Thrust back into a glowing spotlight, can Vince’s amped star power get Anthem out of their contract on his own terms? The reality TV producers think it’s a match made in rock and roll heaven. What could possibly go wrong? When you hate the person you are supposed to fall in love with, LOADS.
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“At least we got that out of our system,” I said.
My minute was over.
I rolled off the bed and shimmied into his tee, which I grabbed from the pile of clothes on the floor.
I headed to the bathroom to clean up. When I returned, Vince was still naked, propped up against the pillows. His golden skin was a sharp contrast against the dove-gray sheets. I tried hard not to ogle, but the man had a magnificent body.
“Explain” was all he said. He sounded pissed.
I folded my arms into my stomach. “Explain what?”
“That crack about getting it out of our system.”
“It wasn’t a crack, it was the truth,” I said, and his face went sour. “Look, we’ve pretended to be a couple for, what, nearly three months now? It’s natural that certain… well… feelings would develop.”
“What kind of feelings?” he asked.
“The sexual ones.”
“Oh, the sexual ones,” he mocked. “Of course.”
“Come on, Vince, you know there was tension.” I motioned to the bed. “Clearly.”
He shot up from the bed and got between me and the door. “Yes, Lydon, there was tension between us. I felt it. Hell, half of Los Angeles probably felt it, that’s how strong it was.”
“And now we’ve dealt with it.”
“You think that this”—it was his turn to wave his arms toward the bed—“was dealing with it?”
I angled my way around him toward the door. “I think we now know what intercourse feels like with each other, so we broke the tension.”
“Intercourse?” he asked, blocking me from the exit. “You’re calling what we just did intercourse?”
“What else would you call it?”
“Screwing. Boning. Making love. Hell, anything but intercourse. It makes it sound like we just took a test.”
My eyes narrowed. “Well, you passed with flying colors. Can I go now?”
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