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Title: Off
the Record
Author: Taylor Danae
Colbert
Genre: Contemporary
Romance
About Off the Record
“Dax Thatcher?” I ask. “But isn’t he sorta. .
.old?”
Ugh. Celebrities. I mean, I know I
took a job as a reporter for the Celebrity and Pop Culture department of
our magazine, but it was just supposed to be a stepping stone to the more
real stuff.
Despite the fact that Dax Thatcher
was the subject of many of my teen fantasies--and I may or may not have an
entire playlist dedicated to his music--he’s still just another star.
Until I meet him. Until his golden
eyes pierce through me that day on his Malibu deck. Until I find myself
having dinner with him, going backstage with him, lying on the beach with him.
And then I remember my assignment:
a four-issue feature on Dax Thatcher. . .and his upcoming wedding.
I have to focus. I’m a serious
journalist, and he is in a serious relationship. But that doesn’t stop me
from wondering what those tattooed arms might feel like wrapped around me, or
how soft the sheets on his California king bed are.
Yikes. This celebrity stuff might
be a little more real than I thought.
Exclusive Excerpt
It’s quiet for a few minutes. I’m not sure
what’s running through his head, but I’m sitting here trying to figure out what
this is. Is he this nice to everyone that interviews him? Does he make this
much time for all reporters?
“Your, uh, ink is showing,” he says, and I catch
myself staring ahead blankly.
“Huh?”
He points to my shoulder, which my sweater has
abandoned and is sliding down off of. I move quickly to pull it back up.
“I wouldn’t have pegged you for the tattoo
type,” he says, sitting back in his chair.
“Then you’ll be interested to know that I
actually have four,” I say, sitting back in mine, trying to exude the same
confidence that he is. I feel his eyes scanning my body again, searching all my
exposed skin. I point down at my wrist at the half-heart.
“My sister has the other half,” I say.
He nods.
I pull my sweater back again, showing him my
shoulder. “These are the coordinates of the apartment I grew up in in Brooklyn.”
He nods again, squinting his eyes to see it.
I lift my hair and turn away from him slightly.
“This is just some dumb design I got when I
turned eighteen,” I say, letting him scope out the idiotic starburst that
trails down the back of my neck. I had drawn it up on a napkin the morning I
became legal. It was my first attempt at rebelling, but my parents brushed it
off, taking away all the fun.
I drop my
hair and turn back toward him.
“And the fourth one?” he asks. I feel my cheeks
flush, and I shrug.
“Not for public viewing,” I say, taking a slow
sip of my wine.
His eyes flicker with something—a combination of
intrigue and impatience, maybe. Then he leans forward, clasping his hands on
the table.
“So you’re saying I should take you somewhere
private?” he whispers, and my wine breath catches in my throat. I’m all
flustered, but I need to keep my shit together. I need to figure out where his
head is. I snap myself back to reality, trying desperately to hold on to that
fake confidence I had earlier. I lean forward.
“Do you take all of the reporters that interview
you somewhere private?” I ask. He leans back slightly, raising an eyebrow at
me, that panty-dropping half-smile creeping over his lips.
“Only the
ones who’ve seen me naked,” he says, dabbing at his perfect mouth with a
napkin.
I swallow.
“And how many is that? Twenty? Thirty?” I
ask. He shakes his head.
“One.”
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About Taylor Danae Colbert
Taylor Danae Colbert is a romance and women’s fiction author. When she's not chasing her toddler or hanging with her husband, she's probably under her favorite blanket, either writing a book, or reading one. Taylor lives in Maryland, where she was born and raised.
For more information, visit taylordanaecolbert.com.
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