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Author: Jayne Frost

Genre: Contemporary Romance


I’ve been clean for years. But now my addiction has a face. Her face…

At eighteen, I stood at the precipice of stardom. I had the record deal. And the tour to back it up. But I succumbed to the pressure of that life. The dark side.

Now, I skate on the fringe. My brother is the genius guitarist for the band Caged, and I’m the one who helped make that happen. I’m happy to run my bars and my land development company.

Sure I am.

And then I meet her—Taryn Ayers—the music manager behind the three biggest bands in the country. She doesn’t know I’m Cam’s older brother. Or that I’ve got a secret that makes

her world and mine fundamentally incompatible.

Problem is, I want to know Taryn. I crave her as much as any drug.

But can I risk letting her know me?


Lost For You is a STAND ALONE New Adult Romance.

Intended for mature audiences due to hot as sin rockstars and the world they live in.

**Please note: This book contains instances of drug use.**

I brushed a kiss to her mouth, and her lips curved into the faintest smile. I’d seen so few of Taryn’s smiles that I treasured every one.
Deepening the kiss, I maneuvered her onto her back. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Conflict furrowed her brow once again. “Me too.”
Sobered by the battle raging in her eyes, I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. “Is that so bad?”
Sliding her arms around my neck, she fiddled with my hair. “That depends. If you want a friend with benefits, I think I can do that. But if you just want the benefits, I’m not built that way.”
“So … what are you saying? You want to be friends?”
Taryn pressed a kiss to my lips, soft as a feather. “Friends, at least. Is that too much to ask?”
Confounded, I shook my head. “No. Why would you think any different?”
“Because you don’t have to be friends with someone to fuck them. And if I pass you on the street, I don’t want you to treat me like a stranger.”
I thought of all the women I’d fucked who were exactly that—strangers. People I didn’t care to know. Taryn wasn’t one of them.
I pushed to my feet, offering my hand. “Okay, let’s be friends. We can have a sleep over.” She laughed as I hauled her upright. “I could braid your hair.” I tugged my T-shirt off as I pulled her toward my bed. “Or we can watch chick flicks.”
Smiling, she took off her blouse. “You can braid my hair some other time.”
I eased onto the bed and reclined on my elbows, watching as Taryn wiggled out of her jeans. When she was down to her panties and her bra, she climbed on top of me.
“Friends?” she asked, her fingers poised on my belt buckle.
Gripping her waist, I held her in place, grinding my hard length against her center. “Sure, baby.” She relaxed for the first time, and I flipped her onto her back. “Now, answer me one question.”
She nodded, and I kissed my way to her ear. “How many ways do you want me to make you come, friend?”

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I’m an author who hails from Texas (by way of California), currently living in Sin City.

A romantic by nature, I believe in fairytales and happily ever afters. And music. Because the best stories always have a soundtrack.

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