Rhythm of their hearts
Slick lines and sweet nothings have zero effect on ambitious real estate developer Julie Dominick. Her love rules have thankfully saved her from dealing with messy relationship complications. But since R & B superstar Dante Wilson hired her to open his new Malibu nightclub, heâs determined to add some pleasure to their business dealings. And Julieâs strategy to protect her heart may not stand up to his seductive appeal.
Growing up in a music dynasty, Dante enjoys all the female attention that comes with his fame. For the first time, he knows what it feels like to be brushed off by someone heâs falling for. When his usual moves fall flat, he has to show Julie the real man behind all the glitz and glamour. Will it be enough to convince Julie that itâs better to break the rules rather than risk losing loveâs passionate melody?
She slid her foot back to step away. His hand shot out and latched on to her waist. Dante closed the scant distance between them and pressed his solid body against hers.
âDonât stand so close if you donât want to get caught.â
Desire coated every nuance of his voice. The air around them shifted, crackling and sparking with the anger, annoyance and attraction simmering between them. The line between anger and desire was thin, and when his long fingers flexed against her waist, the line snapped. He infuriated her. The audacity of him paying for the meal, declaring himself competition, insisting that being zapped by the electric current between them was inevitable. Yet she couldnât listen to the faint voice in her mind that said to pull away. Sucking in a breath, she didnât smell cologne; instead, the clean smell of masculine soap and the intoxicating heat of his body made her mouth water.
âNow that Iâve got you,â he said, his tenor lowering to a seductive bass, âwhat are you going to do?â
Dear Reader,
If you have young kids you probably spend a lot of your television time watching cartoons and kidsâ shows (it canât be just me). Little did I know that a guest appearance by a group called Nuttinâ But Stringz on my kidâs favorite show would not only inspire me to create a Pandora station, but later a book. Dante Wilson is the hero in A Malibu Kind of Romance and an R & B superstar. Heâs been in the music industry since he was thirteen, and now he wants to try something new. I knew immediately the music he wanted to play would be similar to the music of Nuttinâ But Stringz, who play a blend of classical, hip-hop, jazz and R & B.
While youâre reading A Malibu Kind of Romance, if you have a hard time âhearingâ the music, check out the group. Maybe youâll get a little inspiration, too.
Synithia
SYNITHIA WILLIAMS has been an avid romance novel lover since picking up her first at the age of thirteen. It was only natural that she would begin penning her own romances soon afterâmuch to the chagrin of her high school math teachers. Sheâs a native of South Carolina and now writes romances as hot as their southern settings. Outside of writing, she works on water quality and sustainability issues for local government. Sheâs married to her own personal hero, and they have two sons, whoâve convinced her that professional wrestling and superheroes are supreme entertainment. When she isnât working, writing or being a wife and mother, sheâs usually bingeing on TV series, playing around on social media or planning her next girlsâ night out with friends. You can learn more about Synithia by visiting her website, www.synithiawilliams.com, where she blogs about writing, life and relationships.
To my parents, Lisa and Sam,
thank you for always supporting my dreams.
Chapter 1
Dante Wilson stared at the supermodel twins dancing together at his post-concert party in Vegas and had one thought: he loved his life! What wasnât there to love? He was one of the worldâs bestselling artists, his family ran a music dynasty, heâd finished a sold-out world tour and he was pretty sure heâd be going home with one or both of the twins. He leaned back against the plush leather sofa, took a sip of the champagne in his hand and grinned.
The Vegas strip was a colorful backdrop outside the window of the penthouse suite, which was filled with celebrities, their entourages and musiciansâall there to help him celebrate. The guy to Danteâs right, basketball star Jacobe Jenkins, pulled his long designer-jean-clad legs in and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. âI know what youâre thinking.â
Dante shifted in his seat. Heâd lost his dress shirt earlier while dancing, and wore only a white T-shirt and black slacks. âIf youâre assuming my thoughts have something to do with the twins, then youâre right.â