Hold on to love.
New book in the heart-melting series Knight’s Edge by USA Today Bestselling Author Liz Gavin.
Between working and raising two kids, Moira Romano doesn’t have time for romance. Not even with a charming Irishman, ten years her junior.
So, she ignores the way Aidan makes her knees go weak.
She pretends not to notice the way her heart flutters when they lock eyes.
Aidan Gallagher has a plan. He wants to be a rock star, but he’s never planned to fall in love. Until Moira steals his heart. Now, he needs to prove her wrong and his love right.
All he needs is one chance.
One night of passion to show her they were meant to be.
But, Moira’s cheating ex-husband has left her with deep hidden scars.
Wanting to protect her heart, she must let go of Aidan’s love.
Only, Aidan decides he will never let go of her.
Fans of Vi Keeland, Alice Ward, and Kylie Scott will devour the steamy rock star romances in the Knight’s Edge series. Happily Ever Afters guaranteed.
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Check out these other books by USA Today bestselling author Liz Gavin:
Knight’s Edge Series – Rock Star romance
- Tristan
- Noah
- Aidan
- Duke
- Knight’s Edge Collection – 4 full-length novels in one boxed set
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“Party of one.”
“Oh, that’s fine. The reason we ask is because the climbing is actually a competition between two contestants. When people come in groups, we ask them to sort out who’s going against whom. We don’t want to be breaking up any friendships,” he explained.
“I hear you.” Aidan grinned. “Smart move.”
The volunteer handed Aidan a form on a clipboard and a pen. “If you could go ahead and fill this one out for me, I’d appreciate it.”
Aidan skimmed the English version of a standard waiver form stating he was aware of the dangers involved in the activity and would not seek monetary compensation from, or engage in any other legal action against the company, in case of an accident. He signed on the dotted line and rubbed his hands. “What’s next?”
“Just go ahead and join that group.” The volunteer pointed to the almost two dozen people gathered around the climbing wall. “One of the instructors will guide you through the process.”
Aidan did and found out the process consisted of waiting his turn until someone willing to climb didn’t have a partner with whom to share the adventure. Among the Brazilians, he overheard some people speaking in other languages. Two tall Americans drew his attention as the younger did his best to convince the older one to climb with him.
“Afraid of heights, Big T? I never pegged you for the coward type.”
“You’ve got some nerve there, Baby Face. I don’t feel like kicking your sorry ass in wall climbing today. That’s all.”
“Maybe, you just don’t want to admit age is finally getting to you. After all, you’re almost forty.”
“Not even thirty-nine.”
“Same difference.”
“You’re not that much younger, so cut the crap.”
They laughed, and the younger one glanced about as if searching for a partner in crime. His stare zeroed in on Aidan, who smiled and nodded. The American dipped his head and waved for Aidan to join them.
“Hey.” Aidan accepted the silent invitation. “Looking for a partner to climb the wall?”
“Yep. You up for it?”
“I’d love to. I’m Aidan Gallagher, by the way.”
“Noah Cartwright,” the American replied, shaking Aidan’s outstretched hand. “This is my former friend Tristan Knight, the traitor. He agreed to doing this only to get cold feet when he checked the wall up close.”
“Hey, what’s up?” Tristan also shook Aidan’s hand. “Don’t listen to the goofball. He’s got it backwards. I don’t feel like doing this. I’m glad you want to, though. Noah has been nagging me about climbing the fucking wall for the last hour or so.”
“Let’s do this.” Aidan gestured for Noah to follow him as he searched for an instructor.
A woman with pink hair, and body covered in colorful tattoos, showed them to the preparation area.
Noah flashed a wide smile at the older woman and said something in Portuguese that went way over Aidan’s head. A streak of pink cut the air as she shook her head and replied, handing him the safety equipment. A crestfallen Noah drooped his shoulders and began to fuss with the straps.
Aidan was halfway through adjusting his harness, but watched the exchange with curiosity and amusement, even though he got lost in the translation.
“What the hell was that all about?”
“I told her I’d rather climb without a harness, and she said it was not an option. These straps cling to all the wrong places, man. I hate them.”
Laughing, Aidan slid the helmet on and looped its strap before replying. “Guess you’d hate a cracked skull more.”
“Easier for him to crack the pavement instead.” Tristanâs amused remark sounded right behind Aidan. “He thinks his head is harder than the ground.”
“Not as hard as yours,” Noah retorted, then turned to Aidan. He leaned close to Aidan’s ear and cupped his mouth as if to tell a secret, but spoke loud enough for Tristan to hear him. “I’ve been trying to convince him to start a rock band for almost two decades. He just won’t listen.”
That sent Aidan’s pulse racing and piqued his already keen interest in the two Americans. Their dynamic evidenced their long-term good relationship, which Aidan considered essential for a music group to thrive. His previous two experiences died before they had a chance to start mostly due to internal rivalries and inflated egos. Noah and Tristan’s friendship constituted a positive sign the universe was sending him, if Aidan ever needed one. He would stick around those guys to learn more about their plans.
“Sounds awesome. I want to hear all about it after I kick your ass in this competition, though.”
“Ah, the naivete of youth. I miss it.” Noah clamped a hand on Aidan’s shoulder. “You think you can beat old Uncle Noah here just because you barely left kindergarten, eh? I’ll show your sorry Irish arse who’s the boss of wall climbing around here.”
“I bet you’ve been doing this way longer than me, but that doesn’t mean you’d do it better. Or faster.”
Noah and Tristan boisterous laughter was contagious. Aidan laughed along, not sure why he did though.
“What?” he inquired, when the Americans looked at him funny.
Tristan set the record straight. “Noah’s never climbed as much as a fence.”
“You guys ready?” the lady with the pink hair asked in English this time.
Aidan nodded, and Noah seconded him. They followed the woman, and she deftly hooked their harnesses to the ropes dangling from the top of the twenty-three feet wall. With no more than eight feet in width, the climb could become cramped for the two men and their wide shoulders.
Dragging his stare all the way to the top, Aidan assessed the difficulty and decided he had done much worse than that route. The inclination was not as steep as the wall in which he used to practice for the college competitions. The top was not as overhanging as most of the competition walls Aidan had won in the past.
Glancing sideways, he spotted Noah’s knitted eyebrows as he also surveyed the challenge ahead of them. “Care to make this more interesting?”
“Sure, but I don’t bet money,” Noah promptly explained.
“Me either. You’ve got something way more valuable to me though.”
“Which is?”
“A rock band.”