A Melody For Adrian

Love on Fire 1

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Steamy
Word Count: 94,963
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Absolutely no one stands up to Bolt Hall without suffering the consequences. But Melody does, stopping Bolt from bullying a fellow student, embarrassing him in front of his fellow classmates and tarnishing his badass reputation. Instead of being furious, Bolt finds himself tongue tied and completely turned on by her fiery courage.

Bolt Hall, with his torn jeans, ripped t-shirts and combat boots, dreams of being a punk rock superstar. Fame and fortune will be his, along with a different woman for every night of the week. In 1981, he is on his way. He has the look, the attitude, and a band that kicks ass. The last thing he needs is a distraction. And that’s just what she is. From the moment their paths clash, he vows to do whatever it takes to make Melody his. Even if she can’t stand the sight of him.

Melody Stewart grew up in a life of privilege with wealthy parents who packed her off to boarding school at a young age. As she returns to public school for her senior year, the only thing on her mind is fitting in. She isn’t trying to attract anyone’s attention, especially that of a rude punker intent on taking her virginity—someone who plans to use her, then discard her as he has done countless others. Melody is determined to fight Bolt’s advances even if it means denying her own infatuation with the spike haired rock star wannabe.

Melody and Bolt—so different, yet on fire for one another. Will they ever stop fighting long enough to fall in love?

A Melody For Adrian
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A Melody For Adrian

Love on Fire 1

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Steamy
Word Count: 94,963
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“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Miss Poetry USA herself,” he sneered viciously. “Having car trouble, are we?”

At the sound of his voice, Melody looked up grimacing. Even with a frown, she’s gorgeous!

“Yes, but don’t think for one moment I want your help!”

Adrian rolled his eyes. This girl has some nerve! “Don’t think for one minute you’re going to get any of it!”

He stood over her, thumbs tucked into his pockets, watching as she tried in vain to loosen the lug nuts. After several minutes, she threw the tire iron down in frustration. Adrian tried to suppress a smile. There’s that temper again. I love it!

Melody looked like she was ready to breathe fire and roast him alive. Clearly furious, she stood up to face him.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me? You can stand there gloating all you want, but I swear I will not beg for your help.”

Tears of anger began to run down her cheeks. She wiped them away, leaving stains of grease across her cheeks. Adrian, who’d grown up around cars thought it looked sexy as hell.

“You said you didn’t want my help,” he said throwing his hands in the air. “I wish you’d make up your mind.”

“I was wrong, I do need help,” she conceded. Then pleaded, “Will you please help me? After all, this is your fault.”

“How is it my fault?”

“You’re the one that slashed my tire.”

“What?” He’d assumed she’d picked up a nail or something. Bending down beside her, he checked the tire. It had indeed been cut. Who would do this? He wanted to know as much as she did.

“What makes you think I’d do this?” He straightened back up.

“Because you hate me.” Melody put her hands on her hips. “Don’t tell me you’re going to deny it?”

“Yeah, I am,” he said, feeling a little hurt that she would automatically assume he was the guilty party. “I swear I had nothing to do with this.”

Melody folded her arms across her chest. She stared at him hard, obviously searching for the truth in his eyes. “Honestly?”

“Believe me,” Adrian explained. “I know a lot about cars and I’d never harm a nice car like this. These tires cost a lot of money. I wouldn’t pull a stunt like this when it’s obvious you’d accuse me and make me pay. I haven’t got that kind of money.”

Melody relaxed her arms and sighed heavily. “I guess it’s possible someone else could have done it.”

“Possible? Are you fucking kidding me? Anyone could have done it! You walk around here so high and mighty with your money and expensive car! You’ve got plenty of enemies because you act like a stuck up bitch!”

She clenched her fists by her sides and shook. “That’s not true! I’m nice to everyone!”

Everyone but me, Adrian thought to himself. Then chided himself for being weak.

“Hey, whether you like it or not, you’ve got a reputation and it’s not a nice one.”

Tears dropped from Melody’s eyes once more. “I can’t help that my parents have money or that they buy me nice things. I’m not a snob, though. I try to get along with everyone.”

Adrian felt himself caving in as new tears begin to slide down her cheeks. She was hurt and he silently cursed himself for upsetting her. No one thought badly of her. In fact, everyone adored her. He was the only person who didn’t get along with her. But, he had lied to her out of anger. And why am I so angry? Because she accused me of cutting the tire? Why do I want to take her in my arms now and comfort her? His feelings confused him.

“Hey, stop crying.” He took off the bandanna tied around his neck and wiped the tears, along with some of the grease from her face. Her white shirt was still smeared with dirt and grime. “You’re a mess.”

“I’m sorry I accused you of cutting my tire.” She sniffed and tried to smile through the tears. “I believe you didn’t do it.”

“It’s all right,” Adrian told her, his voice soothing now. “I’m sorry I said you were stuck up. I don’t know anyone who says you’re a snob. You might have an enemy or two, but only because the girls are jealous that all the guys like you.”

“They do not.” Melody blushed.

“Well, I know one who does.” What am I saying? He mentally scolded himself once more. I’m losing it.

In a genuine display of innocence, Melody cast her blue eyes downward, her cheeks turning even brighter pink.

Adrian sighed. Losing it big time.

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