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Cover Reveal + Excerpt: String Me by Rebecca Brooke

Title: String Me
Series: Jaded Ivory Series
Author: Rebecca Brooke
Genre: Contemporary Romance (Rockstars)
Release Date: April 25, 2019
Cover Design: Sommer Stein - Perfect Pear
Vegas
At least, it sounded like a good idea at the time. I mean what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?
Not so much.
Not when I make rash decisions and the whole world was there to catch my stupidity on camera. But this time...
This time, I took someone down with me and she didnā€™t deserve any of the sh*t being thrown her way.
The band is pissed I screwed up again.
She's being unfairly hounded by the paparazzi.
I regret everything that's happened.
What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there.
But the bad press isnā€™t my fault. Things have to go right at some point.
Donā€™t they?

A week in Vegas sounded like exactly what I needed. Lights, bars, and women.
The pounding grew louder. I rolled my eyes and opened the link. Definitely, the way to get my mind off of everything. I purchased the tickets for the last flight tonight. After a quick call to the Bellagio, I was set up in a suite for the next week.
I checked the time. I had enough to pack and get to the airport for my flight. I took a suitcase out of my closet.
ā€œDammit, Monty. Open the fucking door.ā€
Jackson could stand at the door all night and yell. It wasnā€™t stopping me from getting on that plane. I opened the suitcase on the bed and pulled the essentials out of my drawers. Within ten minutes, I had my clothes packed and walked into the en suite to grab the toiletries Iā€™d need. The knocking still hadnā€™t stopped.
Dropping a few things for the plane ride into a bookbag, I zipped up both bags and ordered an Uber. Rolling my shoulders back, I tugged the bag off the bed and went to the door. I popped the lock and opened it to find the entire band standing in the hall outside my room.
ā€œFucking finally,ā€ Jackson said. ā€œI thought you were going to stay in there all night.ā€
I shrugged. ā€œNope. Gotta be somewhere.ā€ I took a step forward, dragging the suitcase behind me.
Heath noticed the bag first. ā€œWhere are you going?ā€
ā€œAway from all this.ā€ I didnā€™t bother to stop on my way to the front door. Suddenly, it seemed they all had loads of time to spend together.
ā€œWithout telling us where youā€™re going?ā€ Mariā€™s voice had taken on a tone we didnā€™t often hear and when you did you knew she was pissed.
I turned to look at all of them. ā€œWhy do I need to tell anyone? You all have your own lives and donā€™t check in with anyone when you make plans.ā€
Mari took a step forward, crossing her arms over her chest. ā€œWe do if weā€™re leaving for more than a night.ā€
ā€œWell, times change.ā€ She narrowed her eyes at me, but I kept going. ā€œYou guys have plans for the night and now so do I. Iā€™m taking the week to relax far from here.ā€
ā€œJust tell us where youā€™re going so we donā€™t worry,ā€ Sawyer asked.
I clenched my teeth together. Did he mean worry about me or what I might do? ā€œVegas.ā€
Heath scoffed. ā€œYou really think youā€™re going to relax in sin city? Youā€™d be better off on some tropical island.ā€
ā€œAnd maybe I just want some fun.ā€
Jackson ran a hand through his hair. ā€œJesus, Monty. Vegas doesnā€™t sound like a good idea.ā€

ā€œWhat? Do you think I need a babysitter?ā€
  
Rebecca Brooke grew up in the shore towns of South Jersey. Writing has always been a love for her, as well as reading. She loves to hit the beach, but always with her kindle on hand. She is married to the most wonderful man, who puts up with all of her craziness. Together they have two beautiful children who keep her on her toes. Rebecca is the author of contemporary, new adult, and paranormal romance.
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