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For the five sexy rock gods of Sole Regret, finding love is easy, keeping it is hard. Melanie has no desire to meet the members of the rock band, Sole Regret, but her groupie of a best friend gets them both backstage and then rushes off with the bands lead singer. Left alone at an after party with a bunch of scary tattooed and pierced metal-heads, sheltered Melanie is relieved when the only normal-looking guy in the room insists on keeping her company. By the time Melanie discovers that Gabe is the bands drummer and not as normal as she assumed, she has already made a complete fool of herself. She cant help but be interested in him, not as a rock star, but as the sexiest man shes ever encountered. Strangely attracted to his hidden tattoos and body piercing, she wonders what it would be like to spend a night with a bad boy. Gabe is more than willing to show sweet Melanie theres more to him than meets the eye. All she has to do is try him. Will they only share a single night of passion? Or will their hearts entangle as quickly as their bodies? Contains explicit sex, graphic language, and a hot rock star with a naughty and inventive mind.

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Try Me

(One Night With Sole Regret #1)

by

Olivia Cunning

Chapter 1

Melanie caught the gleam in Nikkis eyes in the public restroom mirror they shared. Oh crap. She knew that look. What was the woman scheming now? Melanie was not in the mood to deal with her drama tonight.

The long drive to Tulsa, followed by a parking nightmare, overpaying a scalper for tickets, and standing in line through high winds for two hours had Melanie out of sorts. Okay, she admitted it; she was downright bitchy. Her hair looked like it had lost a fight with a raccoona rabid raccoon with a powerful nesting instinct, and her toes, crammed into highly insensible high-heeled, strappy sandals, felt like theyd were being whacked with tiny pickaxes wielded by miniature coalminers.

Nikki, on the other hand, looked her typical polished self, except for the unsettling extra dose of deviousness in her big blue eyes. Melanie paused with her tube of pink lipstick halfway to her lips, her Nikki-is-about-to-get-us-into-trouble alarm sounding in her head.

What's that look for? Melanie asked.

Tonight's the night, Nikki said. She tucked a strand of silky chestnut-brown hair behind one ear and turned to catch her good side in the mirror. Both sides were gorgeous, but Melanie had never convinced Nikki of that or that she was worth more than a string of one-night stands with losers.

That's what you said last night, Melanie said and focused her attention back on her lipstick application.

Nikki wrinkled her nose at Melanies hair and yanked a brush from her purse to try to free the nest of raccoons from the tangled mass.

Good luck with that.

There was a reason Melanie wore it up most of the time. Only the sturdiest of hair clips kept the thick and wavy waist-length tresses under control. Nikki had talked her into keeping it down tonight, saying that it made her look gorgeous. Melanie never looked gorgeous when standing next to Nikkia simple fact that shed learn to live with when theyd attended college together. Men flocked to Nikki. Melanie faded into the background. She was used to it.

Nikki went at Melanies hair with determination and immediately caught the brush on a tangle of snags. With a sigh of defeat, she handed her brush to Melanie. Melanie supposed she should try to calm the mess into something less offensive. She didnt want to frighten the band.

"I mean it this time." Nikki rearranged her boobs in her push-up bra, unfastened another button on her skintight white blouse to show off more cleavage, and checked out her bad side. "I almost got back stage last night. If Im lucky, that cute roadie I talked to in Wichita will remember me. The band had to leave right after the show, or Im sure Jack wouldve introduced us to the guys last night."

And now they were in Tulsa, trailing after a band like a pair of desperate Sole Regret groupies. Melanie wasnt a serious fan, but she was positive the cute roadie would remember Nikki. Nikki was the kind of woman men drooled over. Wanted. Dumped.

Melanie guessed the roadie would ask Nikki for a sexual favor in exchange for introducing her to the members of her latest band obsession and Nikki would use sex to get what she wanted. It saddened Melanie. None of the men who used and discarded her friend knew how much they hurt her. Melanie already dreaded having to lift Nikki out of her cloud of self-doubt and despair in the morning. She didn't understand why Nikki continued to put herself in these situations. She was a sweet girl. A pretty girl. A smart girl. Until she found herself in the company of any asshole in the music business, then she acted as if she'd been lobotomized. With only ten lobes to utilize, Nikki had to be running low on parts by now.

"You are not bailing on me again," Melanie said, still trying to tame her hair. She was looking less like a lightning-strike victim already, though her scalp protested each tug. Gorgeous, my ass. More like ridiculous. "I'm not going to wait for you out in the car while you get laid by some guy who won't remember your name by the time he blows his load."

"Of course you're not going to wait out in the car."

Well, at least they agreed on something.

Nikki ran her tongue over her teeth and caught Melanie's gaze in the mirror. "You're coming with me."

"Oh no, I'm not. I don't even like musicians." Especially not the tattooed metal-head freaks Nikki lusted after. Nikki had a serious bad-boy complex. Maybe her father should have paid more attention to her as a child.

"Please." Nikki clasped her hands together in front of her chest and managed to make her already wide blue eyes appear even larger than usual.

"Why would you even ask? You know tattooed guys give me the creeps."

Nikki shook her head at her. If youd take the time to get to know them, youd recognize how hot they are.

Doubtful. Just seeing men with tattoos made Melanies heart race with fear. Her reaction wasnt intentional. Shed been scared by a group of bikers when she was a teen. Had she been older, she probably wouldve recognized they were only teasing and meant her no harm. But theyd terrified her. Her parents had intensified her fear by saying she couldve been kidnapped, raped, murdered, or worse. She hadnt even wanted to know what was worse than being raped and murdered. Her thirteen-year-old mind had associated her parents warnings with men who looked a certain way. Men like those bikers whod cornered her in the entryway of an abandoned storefront.

As shed been too afraid to actually look at their faces, all she remembered was their body art and their words. The one with a skull tattoo had and told her all the lewd things he wanted to do to her pretty mouth. She hadnt understood what hed meant at the time, but now that she was older, she knew shed had a reason to be uneasy and disgusted.

One with a barbed-wire tattoo around his arm had touched her hair. Shed screamed, and theyd laughed at her, but ultimately had left her alone. She knew that tattoos didnt make a person bad, but that incident had left a lasting impression. Attending rock concerts was an exercise in keeping her fear at bay. Unfortunately, going to concerts was Nikkis favorite thing to do, so Melanies fears got a fairly regular workout.

I dont want to get to know them; I just want to stay away from them.

Nikki wrapped an arm around Melanies shoulders and assessed them in the mirror. "Youll be fine, Mel. I promise. Besides, I need you to help me pull off my ruse."

Melanies inner alarm clanged even louder. "What ruse?"

The crowd in the stadium roared with enthusiasm.

"Sole Regrets set is starting!" Nikki scooped her cosmetics and hairbrush into her purse, grabbed Melanie by the wrist, and rushed from the bathroom, nearly knocking a tough-looking biker woman to the floor in her haste.

"Watch it, bitch."

"Sorry," Melanie said as she was yanked into the stadium's causeway, her heels clicking rapidly on the cement.

There were many benefits of being friends with Nikki. She was fun. Afraid of nothing. Men liked her. So while they started out at the back of general admission, with several dozen coy looks, a bit of exposed cleavage, and some well-placed hands on the male metal-heads in the crowd, Nikki miraculously managed to work her way to the area just in front of the stage without being punched in the face. Melanie was allowed to join her only because Nikki refused to release her wrist. Along the barrier fence in front of the stage, Melanie purposely positioned herself between two women and turned away from the man hanging over the railing. The thrusting of his fist in the air drew attention to the skull tattoo on his forearm. One glimpse of that bit of body art had the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. Melanie forced her attention to the stage to keep her gaze from straying to the mans arm.

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