She’s
Got It All by @JewelQuinlan Now Available in #Audiobook #ContemporaryRomance
Blurb:
She’s living her dream, not knowing she’s stolen
someone else’s…
For Kayla Cross, getting a job as a DJ at legendary
club Grace in Ibiza is a dream come true. It’s what she has worked for her
entire life. Even if she had to do it behind her parents’ back, like a dirty
secret—then and now. She left everything behind in order to give it her all,
and she finds it’s going to take far more than the level of confidence she has
in order to pull it off.
Lex Granger thought the job was his. But it wasn’t.
And not getting the DJ job means another season of bartending, and watching
longingly as others play on stage. When his boss orders him to make Kayla feel
at home, he almost rebels. But his need to pay bills wins over his emotions. He
resents his competition but can’t help being affected by her sunny disposition,
talent, and long, lean form. Walking the line between admiration and envy can
be agony...
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Listening
Time: 4 hrs 55 mn
Narrated
By: Melissa Moran
Excerpt:
Kayla
had seamlessly taken control of the sound system a few minutes ago and the
stuff she had been playing was good, better than the typical pre-recorded shit.
But what caught his attention now was the sound of her voice. She was singing
into the mic on her headset. Not lyrics but a beautiful stream of notes that
seemed to flutter from her gut up to her vocal cords in a lilting sound that
was captivating.
The
notes she sang rose and fell, exotic and mysterious with the intriguing
underlying beat. Her voice called, it drew…and soon women rose from their seats
to the small dance area to move and sway with the music, and the men followed
them. The same people who had been oblivious of the music a moment before as
they’d smoked and talked were now giving their full attention to Kayla.
It
wasn’t just the music that mesmerized them; it was Kayla herself. She was a
vision. Her blonde hair gleamed under the lights, and her shoulders and hips
writhed in a sexy dance, and all the while she continued to turn knobs and flip
switches to make the music she sang to. She was absorbed in it and having a
great time. Sometimes her hair flicked when she gyrated, as if in punctuation
to her movements. Combined with the sound of her voice, she was like a
beacon—the song of an angel caressing and drawing everyone in. It was like
nothing he’d ever heard before.
“Hola!”
said a man in an aggressive tone, waving a one hundred Euro bill. “Can we get
ten shots of Patrón?”
“Of
course. Right away, friend.” Lex focused back in on his job.
It
was awhile before he could come back up for air. But when he did, he noticed
that the space was packed with bodies dancing to the music Kayla played. And,
although she was keeping it mellow as instructed, it was the biggest crowd he’d
ever seen on the terrace during the day. Security continuously went through,
trying to keep key paths clear.
Hands
holding cell phones were up in the air, outstretched toward her, as they took
pictures and videos. Through it all, she wore the brightest smile he’d ever
seen, occasionally lifting one hand to press the earphones closer. She changed
the tempo to a faster beat and the crowd responded with cheers. She bounced up
and down in joy, hand waving above her head with exhilaration, and the people
lifted and pumped their fists in mimicry.
She
was every bit as good as any DJ they’d had before and more. She was the
embodiment of everything he thought he would have experienced and felt had it
been him on the stage. Somehow, she caught him watching, and gave him a cheery
wave. Embarrassed, he waved awkwardly back, and then pulled his eyes back down
to the bar. And, even though he could acknowledge that Rick had been right,
that she was good, he couldn’t help feeling the tiny nugget of palpable
distaste lodged deep in his chest.
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