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- Jun 1, 2017
- 4 min read

Release Day: Detour (Off Track Records #1) by Kacey Shea

Title: Detour

Series: Off Track Records #1

Author: Kacey Shea

Cover Design & Photography: Marisa Shor, Cover Me Darling

Cover Model: Haley Loan

Release Date: June 1, 2017

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34308116-detour

Synopsis:

Trent Donavan is the golden boy of the rock world. As lead singer of Three Ugly Guys, he’s every fangirl’s dream, and with his newfound fame the women flow as readily as alcohol and drugs. There’s no doubt women are Trent’s preferred indulgence after a successful show.

That is, until the feisty little blonde joins the tour.

Lexi Marx loves music. It runs in her blood and flows through her soul. As the -illegitimate daughter of a rock legend, she’s determined to make it in the music industry on talent alone. So when her agent scores her the opening act gig for the next 3UG tour it seems her hard work, hopes, and dreams have finally come to fruition.

Until she spends time with the band. More accurately, Trent Donovan. She’d feel better if that arrogant manwhore of a lead singer would stop hitting on her with his dreamy eyes, witty comebacks, and voice that melts the most jagged of hearts.

But Trent is determined to prove to Lexi he’s not such a bad guy, and as music binds their friendship, Lexi’s left with the most confusing of emotions. Could this be love or an uninvited distraction? She can still have it all, if only her heart doesn’t lead her off track.

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Excerpt:

Enjoy this excerpt from lead singer of Three Ugly Guys, Trent Donavan from Kacey Shea’s rock star romance, Detour:

The dive is actually charming inside, with its retro fifties décor and twenty-four-seven breakfast menu. The crowd is popping for a weekday lunch, and with its location in the heart of downtown I take that as a sign the food will be good.

A no-nonsense waitress leads us to an empty booth near the back.

“This okay?” Her tone dares us to suggest it’s not . . . and end up with spit in our meal.

“Perfect. Thanks.” Lexi slides into the seat across from me. The waitress points to where the menus are nestled between the table and a dish of creamer, sugar packs, and other condiments.

“What can I get you to drink?”

“I’ll have a glass of orange juice,” Lexi says and then glances at me. “And I don’t need to see the menu. I’m ready to order. If you are?”

“Yeah.” I’m surprised, since most people scan the menu before deciding on their meal.

“A stack of plain pancakes. Please,” she says.

“You want the half or the full?” our server asks without looking up from her notepad.

“Full, please.” Lexi smiles.

The waitress pauses to glance at Lexi and raise her brows. “Mmm’kay. And for you?” She nods my direction more than asks.

“Same. Except coffee for me.”

“’Kay.” She turns and leaves without a backward glance.

“I don’t know how you do that,” I say.

“What? I can eat a lot of food. Especially pancakes. Don’t judge me by my size.”

I grin. “Not that. I’m talking about ordering orange juice.”

“You don’t like OJ?” she asks as if I’m the crazy one.

“I do. But you have no idea the pulp situation. Does it have none, or extra? How can you order a glass without knowing the level of pulp?”

She laughs and at that moment our server comes back to set down our drinks. “Pancakes’ll be up shortly.”

“I take it you’re not a fan of pulp.” Lexi observes and takes a sip from her drink.

I eye her from over the brim of my mug. “That obvious?”

She laughs and sets down her glass. “You’ll be happy to know there’s a low pulp situation going on. We’re safe here.”

“Thank God!” I bug my eyes and delight in the way her lips lift in a comfortable smile. Not forced or guarded. I like this Lexi. “Hey, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you since we met.”

Her shoulders straighten just the slightest and I can’t help but kick myself for chasing away some of her ease. “You don’t have to answer, if you don’t want. Just call me curious.”

“Fine.” She rolls her eyes but her lips twitch up with the trace of a smile. “Shoot.”

“Why Marx?” The words leave my mouth and I instantly regret the question.

Her eyes drop and her jaw hardens with her frown. She studies the patterned Formica table and traces her fingertips along the silver plated fork and spoon atop her paper napkin. Fuck. She was just starting to open up. Talk to me. Now she’s like ice. I should apologize. Or make a joke. An inappropriate one about her luscious breasts. Yes, then she’ll get angry. Angry I can do.

“Don’t laugh,” she warns.

My gaze snaps up to watch her still playing with the silverware. “Okay.”

“Swear it.”

I reach my hand across the table and set my fingers next to the napkin. “Pinky promise.” I wiggle my finger and her lips soften as though she wants to smile. “I won’t tell a soul.”

Author Bio:

Kacey Shea is a mom of three, wife, and indie author who resides in sunny Arizona. She enjoys reading and writing romance novels as much as her son loves unicorns, which is a lot.

When she's not writing you will find her playing taxi cab to her children while belting out her favorite tunes, meeting friends or family for food and to share some laughs, or sweating it out in the gym. Kacey finds that picking up heavy weights repeatedly is good for her mental health as much as it is for the physical.

She has an unhealthy obsession with firefighters. It could be the pants. It could be the fire. It's just hot. On occasion she has been known to include them, without their knowledge, in her selfies outside the grocery store.

Kacey one day aspires to be a woman hand model in a sexy photo shoot. You know, the woman's hand raking across the muscular back or six pack stomach of the male fitness model. Yep, that hand.

Until that day comes she will continue writing sexy, flirty romance novels in hopes to bring others joy!

Kacey enjoys interacting with her fans so please feel free to stalk her on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter.

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