Skip a Beat
By Ariella Zoelle
Harmony of Hearts, Book 5
Sparks fly when Calixto meets his rock god idol, Sir Prince. But will it lead to true love?
To say I have a crush on Sir Prince is an understatement. The legendary rock star was responsible for my sexual awakening, and my heart has been devoted to him ever since. But I’m not just smitten with him during his heyday over twenty years ago. The older man has aged like a fine wine that I’m dying to swallow.
I take my obsession to the next level by playing Sir in a Four Princes tribute band. Imagine my shock when Sir shows up in my dressing room after my latest performance! Maybe it’s my imagination running away with me, but it kind of feels like we’re flirting? Or is that just his intense sexual pheromones overwhelming my fanboy heart?
I thought that would be the end of things, but then he invites me to dinner to “get to know me better.” Fingers crossed that’s code for taking me to his bedroom to indulge his sexual curiosity.
It’s foolish to get my hopes up, but what if Sir falls in love with me?
Skip a Beat is the fifth book in the Harmony of Hearts series and part of the Sunnyside universe. This novel features an age gap, rock star, gay romance. If you love cute sweetness, sexy fun, and no angst stories that will make you laugh and swoon, you’ll enjoy this satisfying HEA without cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.
Chapter 1: Sir Prince
To my shock, my brother was right. Nobody noticed me and Mister standing in the back of the crowded club while waiting for the Faux Princes’ show to begin. It stunned me how packed the area was. Were people so hard up for good music that they were willing to listen to some hack tribute band pretending to be the Four Princes?
Mister elbowed me to get my attention and nodded his head toward the front. The band took the stage to raucous cheering. He was right. The lead singer had a startling likeness to me, so much so that it almost gave me an out-of-body experience. It was like looking into a mirror of my reflection from twenty years ago.
Lix was all swagger and sex as he approached the mic stand. He had a thin and willowy build that was emphasized by the black leather pants he was spray-painted into and the see-through mesh shirt that showed off his bronze skin. Did I see a glint of metal nipple rings? We were too far back to be sure.
His dark hair fell around his face in angelic curls, but his blue eyes were full of devilish delight as he put on his guitar strap. It gave me a newfound appreciation for why my amazing voice and handsome good looks had helped launch the Four Princes into the rock gods’ stratosphere.
“I love you, Lix!” a woman shouted in the audience, setting off a chain of catcalls.
His grin was beautiful as he laughed. “I love me, too!”
The crowd burst into laughter and more wolf whistling. I had to hand it to the kid. His retort sounded like some bullsh*t I would have said. But why would someone as young as him know about our band, let alone care about it enough to impersonate me in a tribute band?
“I’m Lix, and we’re the Faux Princes! How are we doing tonight, Sunnyside?” His question set off a thunderous cheer from the audience. “You already know I’m Lix, aka the world’s best singer, Sir. Kinsey is the one and only Mister. Aurelius is the fabulous Royal. And Evander is everyone’s favorite Lord. Let’s start with ‘Breaking Out.’ Some of you might know this one.”
Everyone laughed and cheered before settling down as the band played one of our most famous songs. Despite my brother talking up Lix’s voice, nothing prepared me for what I heard as he sang our triumphant rock ballad.
His big and beautiful voice grabbed me by the balls, demanding my attention. Its richness filled the empty cracks within me while the teasing vocal runs raised chills on my skin. It sent me on a wild journey, and I got lost in the immensity of it, which was too big for the tiny club to contain. Lix had an enormous voice that demanded the open space of a large amphitheater arena, with an adoring crowd of thousands screaming his name the way they did for me in the band’s heyday.
I probably had unlocked a new narcissism achievement, but him looking like me at twenty made the experience even more enjoyable. He exuded a commanding confidence that captivated me, smoldering with a sexiness that stirred my lust in a way a man hadn’t done in a very long time. It gave me a better appreciation for why I had an adoring legion of fans who would happily fall to their knees and worship me until I came.
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Ariella Zoelle adores steamy, funny, swoony romances where couples are allowed to just be happy. She writes low angst stories full of heat, humor, and heart. But sometimes she's in the mood for something with a bit more angst and drama. If you are too, check out her A.F. Zoelle books.
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