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Author: BB Easton
Series: 44 Chapters
Release: April 12, 2018
Because BB Easton had so much fun writing her best-selling, award-winning memoir, 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN, she decided to give each of her four men his own steamy stand-alone. STAR is Hans’s book—a real-life rock star romance…with a twist.
In 1999, Brooke “BB” Bradley met her Prince Charming. He was the tall, tattooed, wickedly handsome bass player for the up-and-coming rock band, Phantom Limb. But, more importantly, he was hers. She knew it the moment he flashed her that shy, dimpled smile.
And he knew it too.
Hansel “Hans” Oppenheimer wore his heart on one sleeve and scrawled lyrics about BB on the other. Unlike the assholes of her past, he showered her with tenderness, took her places she’d never been before, and showed her the type of all-consuming love she’d thought only existed in fairy tales.
But, like any good fairy tale, BB’s road to happily ever after was paved with challenges, and right when she least expected it…it forked.
In 1999, Brooke “BB” Bradley met her Prince Charming.
In 2000, she met her soul mate.
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“So,” Hans said, bumping my shoulder with his, “Romeo is the most fuckable Leo, huh?”
My heart skipped a beat at hearing the word fuckable come out of his mouth. Then it skipped three more when I realized that he might be a little jealous.
I smirked and rolled my eyes. “Duh. I mean, it’s Romeo. He would literally die for me.”
“So that’s your type? Guys who would die for you?”
“No.” I rolled my eyes. “My type is guys with tattoos who would die for me. I have standards, okay?”
“Okay.” Hans smirked and took a sip of his beer, but his eyes never left mine. “You’re wrong though.”
“About what? My type?”
“No, about Romeo being the most fuckable Leo. You’re wrong.”
He said it again!
I waited for my heart to sputter back to life before taking the bait. “Don’t tell me you’re on Team Jack. Listen, I get it. He was adorable in Titanic, and yeah, I guess, technically, he did die for Rose, but you and I both know that door was big enough for two people.”
Hans’s pouty little mouth split into a two-dimple grin.
He was all white teeth and black eyelashes and sweat-spiked black hair, and I had to stifle the urge to lick his skin just to find out how salty it was.
Hans held a hand up, laughing. “Dude. Don’t get me started on that fucking door. No, not Jack. Jim Carroll, from The Basketball Diaries. Hands down, most fuckable Leo.”
I threw my head back and squealed, “Oh my God! I totally forgot about that movie! A drug-addicted future rock star! You would say that! How perfect!”
“What?” Hans asked with a shrug. “You don’t have a thing for musicians?”
Hans’s gaze was too intense. His question too loaded. I broke eye contact and began digging around in my purse, trying to find a cigarette and a better response to his question than, I do now.
I popped a Camel between my teeth and looked back up at him with my cool partially restored. “Only musicians with tattoos who would die for me,” I joked.
Ooh. Nice save.
Hans smiled as he produced a black lighter from his pocket. When he sparked the flint, a tiny flame appeared between us. I leaned into it, noting the way the flickering light softened Hans’s harsh features. He leaned in as well. His eyes were on my mouth. His tongue darted out to wet his lower lip. Adrenaline shot out to my extremities. Hot smoke filled my lungs. Then, he pulled away.
Tucking the lighter back into his pocket, Hans said, almost to himself, “I can work with that.”
Read the rest of the men in 44 Chapters!
44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN
About BB Easton
BB Easton lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia with her long-suffering husband, Ken, and two adorable children. She recently quit her job as a school psychologist to write stories about her punk rock past and deviant sexual history full-time. Ken is suuuper excited about it.