In a matter of days, I kick my cheating fiancé to the curb and have a one-night stand with the hottest up-and-coming rock star I've ever laid eyes on. Now all of my carefully laid plans are about to go up in smoke. 
It all started on a night out with my best friend, Birdy when I wound up kissing Griffin Maxwell, the lead singer for Crushed Velvet.
Griffin is arrogant, probably because he was born a billionaire. He's also gorgeous, kind, fun to talk to, and can do more than sing with his sexy mouth.
Our night together was supposed to be a one-time thing. I don't do musicians. Except for that one time. When I did him. But no more.
Despite my promise, it keeps happening. And just when I think I'm ready to give in and let myself fall for him, my best friend is accused of murder.
Now, I'll do anything to help Birdy get out of jail. That includes setting aside my job hunt, and… yeah, even my rules. Because it's going to take a whole lot more than the law to get Birdy out of this.
Now, I may do him. I may even date him. But I definitely won't fall in love.
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Traitorous Heart is created by Breena Wilde, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Traitorous Heart

Griffin gave me his arm when I came to stand in front of him. “It looks like you got some sun today.” His eyes flicked over my body in appraisal.


“Yeah,” I said, but didn’t tell him I fell asleep for most of the day.


We walked into Spago, another restaurant in the hotel. It was ultra-modern with sleek lines and colors. The air smelled divine. My stomach woke up.


The hostess walked us to our reserved table, then asked if we wanted any drinks from the bar.


“I’m going crazy tonight,” I said, my eyes on Griffin.


“Do tell,” he replied with a laugh.


Turning to their hostess. “I’ll have a strawberry daiquiri, please,” I said.


“Crazy,” the hostess agreed with a laugh. “And for you, sir?”


“I think if the lady is going crazy, I should join her. You know, to keep her safe.” He winked at me, and I was wet. Damn, the man was glorious.


“So, two strawberry daiquiris, then.” The hostess waited for Griffin to agree.


Chapter 27: Too Much Sun