Dillon

By Hazel Gower

I know I'm hot stuff. Not only am I in the hottest boy-band, Right Time, but I'm young, good looking and rich. What more could I want? I never sleep with a woman more than once, and I'm the first to admit I'm a man-whore, but when I meet Ashlyn Dobbs and she joins the tour for a week, I start to rethink what I really want.

Ashlyn

I'm on my first overseas vacation. I intend to spend a little over a week with my best friend, who is a back-up dancer for the world’s hottest boy-band. When the tour flies to America I'm going to go off exploring on my own for two weeks. Well, that was the plan, until I met Dillon from Right Time.

Can you fall in love in such a short time? Will a long distance relationship work between Ashlyn and Dillon?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Feb 22, 2016
• ISBN: 9781772337303

Hazel Gower

I'm a mother of four amazing children. I started writing down my story ideas in high school, and never really stopped. Writing, I have to say, is my salvation. After I've gotten all the kids in bed and have cleaned up, I sit at my computer or sometimes a notebook with a pencil and relax, write, and escape.I love to hear from any of my readers, so feel free to send me an email and like me on Facebook.

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Copyright© 2016 Hazel Gower

ISBN: 978-1-77233-730-3

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Karyn White

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

To my wonderful family, thanks for letting Mummy spend half her time in front of her laptop.

A huge thank you to Diana Stager Thomas for all her help in getting this book just right.

I also want to thank Karyn White and Evernight Publishing. Thank you.

DILLON

Scandals, 1

Hazel Gower

Copyright © 2016

Chapter One

Ashlyn

I stood behind the VIP girls crowding the backstage entrance, waiting for the boy band and their dancers to finish.

The screaming, squealing and cheers got louder around me, and I saw the dancers come from the stage. My friend Sarah came straight to me and hugged me tight.

I’m so happy you’re here. The fans screaming for an encore made it difficult to hear. We are going to have so much fun. Before I could reply, a lady with a clipboard and an earpiece headset handed her a water and a towel. Sarah gulped down the whole bottle, then handed it back before wiping the sweat from her face. Sarah winked at me. Wait here. We do a two song encore and then I’ll come right back.

I nodded. Sure! See you soon. You look amazing. She did. I couldn’t remember Sarah ever looking that vibrant. She smiled, turned, and ran back out onto the stage.

Squeezing through the bunch of girls to get myself closer, I watched my friend as she danced. She was a natural.

I stood close to the stage entry watching the band and dancers, barely able to hear the music over the fangirls screaming. Law, the only blond in the group, was currently singing. Alec, the one who seemed to work out a bit too much and looked like a body builder instead of a guy in a boy band, sang backup with the help of Zeck. I thought Zeck was gorgeous, with his long hair and a face that was meant for fame. Dillon, the fourth member, was pumping up the crowd, clapping his hands and throwing streamers and balloons to them. He then went to the backup dancers and danced with them. For some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He could move. He had perfect rhythm, and as I stared at him I wondered what it would be like to move my body against his. I started swaying to the music, and tingles shimmied through me the more my thoughts strayed to our bodies dancing together.

Dillon turned from the dancer and focused on the crowd. I almost stopped breathing when I heard him sing. It was deep, manly, and so good. Sure I’d heard the band’s songs before on the radio, but I had no idea who sang which part. Holy panting wetting hotness, when Dillon sang he became the hottest member of the group. I imagined him singing only to me in a private session later in the hotel rooms, and I almost melted on the spot just thinking of that fantasy. A pounding started ringing in my ears, and it took me a moment to realize it was my heartbeat picking up, and I was jumping up and down. Oh no, I’d turned into a fangirl! Backing away before I started screaming too, I went and found a spot away from some of the chaos. If one performance had me reacting this way, by the end of my vacation I was doomed to be a boy-band-chasing groupie.

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Two days later

Let’s go to the after-party tonight, Ashlyn. It won’t be big. Just the band and dancers. Sarah and I had gone two nights without going to any band functions. After she finished a show, we’d go back to our room, talk, order room service, and go to bed early so we could get up and get some sightseeing in before Sarah had to be back for rehearsals.

Are you sure I’m invited to go?

Sarah nodded. Yep. I told everyone you were with me, and they’re looking forward to meeting you.

Oh okay then, let’s go. My stomach was a mass of butterflies. I hoped my strange reaction to Dillon was just a one-off thing. Whatever did happen, I promised myself I would have fun. I’d spent two days worrying when I should have just let go. This was a vacation. A time to enjoy being young and free.

When we arrived at the penthouse it wasn’t what I expected. It was lavish, sure, but it looked more like a high end home. The lounge room we came into was decked out in neutral brown and cream tones. There were two cream sofas and two matching recliners.

Three of the five dancers sat on the ground, and two sat on the sofas with the four members of Right Time. It didn’t look like a party, more like a get-together of close friends.

Hi. Sorry we’re late. This here is my bestie, Ashlyn. Sarah squeezed my shoulders, and I glanced at her to see a huge smile spread across her face.

Everyone turned and introduced themselves. Listening to the introductions gave me my first chance to get a good close up look at the boy band. Law was sitting on the sofa closest to where Sarah and I stood. His blond hair was gelled back in a short cut, and his big blue eyes looked up at me with warmth. Alec sat next to Law. He was solid, even bigger up close, with a military style haircut and serious brown eyes peering out from his boyish features. Zeck was in the recliner on the opposite side of Law and Alec, his thick brown hair swirling in glossy waves about his shoulders. He was hot. I mean, I thought he was gorgeous when I’d seen him on TV and photos, but this close he was even better. The last of the boy group, the one I’d saved to look at until last because I was scared of what he’d made me feel the last time I saw him, was the furthest from where I stood.

Dillon. Amateurish tatts covered his arms, and I had to wonder why someone so wealthy couldn’t have sprung for better ink. His hair was longer in the front and short at the back. It wasn’t black nor was it brown.

Hey, Ashlyn. I like the name. Dillon sent a chin lift my way. Damn, the deep raspiness of his voice was making me melt. I could listen to him all night. He looked back up to my face, and I was captured by intense green eyes. My heartbeat sped up until I could only hear it thumping in my ears. My