Surrendering to Us by Chelsea M. Cameron
January 2014
BOOK
SUMMARY:
After
drinks, we ordered pizza and wings, and Lucah went to sign himself up to sing.
He wouldn’t tell me what song he had lined up. I had to practically beg him to
sing at home, or trade sexual favors. I didn’t mind so much because he usually
sang and played shirtless, or naked and that just led to me getting sexual
favors. Win-win-win-win situation.
But
we had to suffer through several terrible singers first. There were a few who
might not get eliminated in the first round of American Idol, but most were pretty awful. There was much booing
and throwing of napkins and so forth.
If
there was one thing that was true about Bostonians, it was that we would ALWAYS
tell you what we think. It’s in our DNA.
It
was finally Lucah’s turn and our table cheered him on, and there were wolf
whistles and several inappropriate comments. Some of them may have come from
me. I neither confirm nor deny it.
“Hello
everyone. Tonight I’ll be singing an oldie, but one that’s still true.” He sat
on the stool and settled his guitar on his lap. He began strumming and I didn’t
recognize the song until he started singing. “Forever Young” by Bob Dylan. He
looked at me and winked. Lucah’s voice wasn’t anything like Dylan’s, but it
didn’t really matter. He took the song and made it something new and fresh, but
it also stayed true to the original. A few guys at one of the tables started
singing along, and a few more people joined in and before we knew it, there was
a bar-wide sing-along happening. I didn’t think that was anything I’d seen
before. But that was Lucah. He could make things happen like that.
There
was a round of applause and lots of cheering and hollering when he finished.
And of course I was beaming with pride. So much so that I almost felt like I was
going to cry. Ridiculous, I know.
He
headed right for me when he came offstage and I put my arms around him and gave
him a kiss that had the potential to turn into something much, much more. It
didn’t matter that there was a bar full of people. Hey, they could get dinner
and a show.
“You’re
getting rewarded for that later,” I said in his ear and squeezed his ass.
“I
heard that,” Sloane said.
“Good. I meant you to.”
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Author
Information
Chelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling
author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte
and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker,
vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing,
she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting (this one
time, she was tweeted by Neil Gaiman). She has a degree in journalism from the
University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the
people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just
as weird as she is.
Her New Adult Contemporary Romance titles include My Favorite Mistake,
which has been bought by Harlequin along with a sequel, Deeper We Fall and
Faster We Burn (April 20, 2013)
Her Young Adult books include Nocturnal, Nightmare and Neither, the
first three books in The Noctalis Chronicles. The fourth and final book,
Neverend will be out in 2013. Whisper, the first in The Whisper Trilogy is also
available, with the second book in the series, Silence and the final book,
LIsten coming out in 2014.
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