Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Jaded Hearts


Signing with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world. It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life. Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality. Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away. Happiness…that feeling is a joke. In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.    

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Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.

Who am I kidding? He is dangerous.

I do my best to ignore him, but it’s impossible. The steady brush of his arm against where mine is resting on our shared armrest constantly reminds me how much my body wants his touch. The scent of his delicious cologne hits my senses, making me want to climb in his lap and rub my face over his chest to get a potent lungful of it.

I can’t even remember the last time I was this horny, which is pathetically sad, since it was probably around the same time I actually got laid. Years. I think. Close to three. Maybe that’s why I’m a hot mess lately. I turn my head to study the side of his face and wonder if I can use this situation to my advantage. I mean, after all, we are in a ‘relationship’ now.

He turns and gives me a questioning arch of his dark brows, but I brush it off in favor of playing Disney Emoji Blitz on my phone.

By the time we had hit cruising altitude, I could hear the other men around me snoring away but not Chance. He’s fiddling with his phone, completely ignorant of the fact I’m about to start humping his leg.

“Excuse me,” I breathily say, unbuckling my belt and standing to move around him. I stand there, my head bent slightly because of the overhead, and wait. He doesn’t move, though. Instead, he drops his phone to his lap and gives me his complete attention; his eyes even dance a little like he’s finding this whole damn thing funny. “Excuse me,” I repeat, no longer breathy, and seconds away from coming. 

No, that’s a lie. I’m still breathy and very much seconds away from soaking my panties even more than they already are.

His large hands grab my hips, and he guides me down on his lap with no resistance from my treacherous body.

“Not what I meant,” I say through clenched teeth, trying to sound harsh and offended, but I just sound dazed and turned on. I wiggle in his hold, trying to get free, but he’s too strong for me.

He leans up in his seat, his chest hitting my back and buries his face in my neck. I’m sure anyone who saw us would see a loving couple who just can’t keep their hands to themselves. He’s playing a dangerous game, though, because the second the solid, hard length of him presses against my backside, I forget this is supposed to be a game and squirm a little more. His teeth nip at my shoulder at the same time his groan hits my ears.

“Stop moving, Wren,” he demands, tightening his fingers on my hips. “You’re the one who put me on your lap.” I curl my fingers over the empty seat in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him growing harder under me.

“Yeah, because the flight attendant who just walked by had her phone out and pointed right at us. She’s doing a shit job of making it look like she’s doing something with her paperwork.” His hand comes off my hip, and he cups my jaw, turning my head to the side just when I was about to look up at where I last saw the attendant, forcing me to shift until all it would take is me throwing one leg over his body to be face-to-face. “Do not look at her,” he stresses; the sudden movement of twisting my body makes me bounce slightly in his lap, rubbing my legging-clad ass against his erection. His eyes drop to my mouth where I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and groan.

“Give me a reason not to look,” I dare him.

“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren. I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”

“No one is asking you to.”

Not even knowing if we’re still being watched, I twist my torso the rest of the way, pulling my legs up until they’re bent at his stomach between us. Now that I’m facing him completely, I bring my hands up to curl them both around his shoulders before dragging them up to wrap around the corded muscles at the sides of his neck. His nostrils flare, but he doesn’t stop me. I give him the chance, but it never comes. Dropping my head, I press my lips to his. I explore his lips with small pecks and little licks of my tongue, learning his mouth before pressing more firmly. He sucks in a breath when I open my mouth and slowly drag the tip of my tongue over his bottom lip.

And then his control snaps.

His hands—still at my hips—lift me effortlessly until my legs are no longer folded between us, but now digging into the hard armrests with my knees pushing into his thighs, my back hitting the seat in front of me. His mouth opens, and his tongue meets mine, no hesitation whatsoever, as he deepens the kiss.

Our breathing echoes around us, making it sound like everyone on this plane could hear us, but I know it’s just because our faces are so close. I let out a moan, one that he swallows, that turns into a whine when he pulls back.

“That can’t happen again,” he softly scolds, just as breathless as I am.

What the hell? I might not have been into this whole fake-boyfriend-slash-bodyguard thing before, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of the situation. Especially now that I know how alive he makes me feel. Three years since I had pleasure from anything other than my own hand, and if that kiss is anything to go by, what Chance could make me feel is ten times more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life.

I’m not passing that up.


No fucking way.

“We’ll see about that.”  


Wren/Wrenlee is the lead singer of Loaded Replay. They are very successful. In the band is her twin brother Weston Luke and Jamison. Wes and Wren have been best friends with Like and Jamison since they were kids. They used to just play local bands till the got noticed but Wren isn't really feeling things at the min. Her life is the same thing and she is tried they haven't had a break in so long. The label and manager just keep pushing them. They need to ride the high they were told but Wren as had enough. Her and Wes hadn't had a great life growing up there parents were crappy. When they moved and made friends with Luke and Jamison things got a lil better they were dealing with the same so they just stuck together. Wren treats them al like brothers but the bond she as with Wes is so strong they can sense when things are not right and Wes is getting that feeling and he us worried. With the band being one of the best in the world not everything is good. Wren as been dealing with a few issues. So the lads think it's time to bring in better security but she didn't think her security was goin to be so hot.

Chance as been in security for a while he was a marine for years. So security was the next step. He is dealing with a few issues but he hides them will. Chance knew if the band and was a fan. He knew how Wren was and what she looked like but when he saw her he couldn't hide his attraction to her she is sexy as hell. He had to be professional it was his job and he wanted to protect her. Nothing would happen to her on his watch but as the days went on there attraction got stronger. They just both wanted each other they were so hot together.

The other members of the band were great. I m dyin to get more from them. Jamison is so funny he's flirts with anything that moves even Wren. Wes his very protective of his sister he would do anything to make sure she is ok. Luke seems the quieter of the band members so I m quit interested to get more from him. I luvd the connection they al had. They were a strong family and would do anything for each other. 

This is the first book I 've read from this author and it definitely won't be the last. I really enjoyed this book I couldn't put it down once I started. The writing was great I living getting into the heads of both characters. So having both pov was great. Wren is a brilliant character. I really enjoyed her personality she had dealt with a lot growing up but with Wes she could deal with it. It was still in the back of her mind but Chance made a huge difference to her life. They both had baggage so it was hard trying to deal with stuff. There lives were very different but they couldnt stay away from each other. 

I would highly recommend this book. The story was great it kept me interested al the way through. I was dyin to know how things would work out. I can't really find anything to didn't like about this book. If I m being picky the ending was a lil quick would of liked more but I didn't really mind I was happy with the way it ended. Really enjoyed it xxx. 

Jaded Hearts brought back all the reasons I love reading Harper Sloan and consider her one of my favorite authors. This was a fantastic start to the Loaded Replay series and I can already tell that I'm going to love all of these characters. 

This first book follows Wrenlee and the rest of her band mates while on tour. Her band members decide she needs a bodyguard after someone breaks into her hotel room, so they hire Chance to watch her. The two have some amazing chemistry and soon they become much more than bodyguard/client. 

This series is sort of a spin-off from the Hope Town series so if you've read that book than you probably recognize Chance as being Cohen's roommate in <i>Unexpected Fate</i>. The boys from Corps Security weren't featured in this book much, though. I actually liked that past characters didn't pop up and take the focus away from the band so I was happy that the focus stayed on Chance and Wrenlee, with some on her fellow band members. 

I thought Chance and Wren had a really great connection and they fell into a relationship easily, which was fun to read. There wasn't an overabundance of drama or tension between them and it was actually refreshing to read about a couple liking each other, getting together, and staying together for once without the mission angst. The bottom line is that this was a fantastic book that I will highly recommend. I hope everyone likes this new series as much as I did. 


harper1Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.

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