I have one cardinal rule: I don't date rockers and, since I work at a club surrounded by them, that means I don't date at all. My overbearing boss keeps a tight watch to ensure I never break that rule. Which means I have to keep local rock god Razer at arm's length, no matter how tempting he is. I
Too Many Rock Stars (Access All Areas #1)
✍ Scribed by Starr, Candy J.
- Book ID
- 108791762
- Year
- 2015
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 89 KB
- Series
- Access All Areas 1
- Category
- Fiction
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✦ Synopsis
I don’t date rockers. Don’t sleep with them. Don’t even swap spit. I’ve been working as a band booker at Trouble—the coolest indie rock club in town—long enough to know what a bunch of screwed up, egotistical jerks they are. Some of them might seem okay at first but that’s just because they’ve learnt to hide it better than others.
That would be fine if Razer didn’t keep popping into my office, making himself so annoyingly attractive. And he only gets more insistent when the leather-clad Alex hits town.
While they compete for both rock glory and my affection, I get stuck in the middle but all I really want to do is save my job and the club.
That’s the trouble with my life: too many rock stars.
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