Series: Hunte Family #1
your soul burn…
swallows obstacles for fun. Well, maybe he does—he’s never encountered a riff
he couldn’t handle, a treasure he couldn’t score, or a woman he couldn’t
conquer. No one, especially not a buttoned-down rule-follower like the band’s
new tour accountant, is going to change him.
thing stands between her and her goal—Hunte. Now she’s going on their tour to
whip the band into financial shape. So long as she gets them out of the red,
the promotion will be hers. Those bad boys of rock will be tamed, no matter how
yummy their lead singer is.
this enemies-to-lovers, slow burn standalone romance set in the mid-1990s—when
grunge ruled the airwaves and women partners were as uncommon as those new
them to heel.
work, not play.” I pause. “So can I count on you to watch over my plants if I
have to stay away longer than a week?”
in case you need to reach me, in your mailbox on my way to the airport.”
Hunte out of bed for eating crackers. Of course, that was before I got married.
So now, it’s all on you.”
now. I open the hall closet and grab a roll of toilet paper, filling up the
holder in the guest bathroom. “Joanna, I’m going to be their tour accountant,
not their groupie. No one from A&L has ever joined them on tour. I’m
convinced that if I spend a week or two with them, I’ll sort out their crazy
spendthrift ways. The partners will have no choice but to invite me into their
around for years now…”
my sectional sofa. I kick my legs up on the soft fabric and lean back against
the headrest. “Eight years.”
couple of years were good. If they didn’t spend like drunken sailors—or
rockstars—they would’ve been profitable every year.”
as much as they make?”
you’re going to be meeting a few. Tomorrow.”
switch up my legs so that my right foot now rests on my left knee. “Whatever.
They’re just a job.”
to pull that crap with me. Braxton Hunte is all that and a bag of chips. And
he’s a free agent now, since he got divorced. With a son who’s his spitting
image, which we both know only ups his appeal. I’m impressed—you’ve figured out
a way to be with him. Brava.”
crosses my face. “First, this client—emphasis on client, Joanna—is
going to make me partner. Second, Hunte is a rock band, not a ‘he.’ Third, I
enjoy their music, but I certainly do not have a crush on
When you’re face to face with Braxton Hunte, remember my words. All your tingly
bits are going to be singing his song.”
can remember, she has been lost in a book. During her senior year in college,
she picked up a Danielle Steel novel … and instantly was hooked on romance.
writing her first novel because the characters were screaming at her to do so.
The story started coming out in her dreams and attacking her in the shower, so
she took to the computer to shut them up. But they kept talking.
New Jersey, Arell has what some may call a “checkered past.” Prior to
discovering her passion for writing romance, she practiced law, was a wedding
and event planner and even dabbled in marketing. Arell lives with a very
supportive husband and two mischievous cats. When not in her writing cave,
Arell is found making dinner in the crock pot, working out with Shaun T or
hitting the beach.
member (Published Author Network) of the New Jersey chapter of Romance Writers