Blog Tour: Natasha Preston's With the Band - Excerpt

Natasha Preston - With the Band
Release date: 2/28/2016
Genre: Romance, Contemporary
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About the Book

Texas Knight is daughter of the word’s biggest rock star, Mark Knight.

Kitt Daniels is lead singer in the hottest up-and-coming band, Filthy Sound.

Mark has mentored Filthy Sound from the beginning, seeing their potential, and now he’s supporting them on their first worldwide tour.

She’s off-limits.

He can’t help himself.

My hands shake. I slam the bottle down and clench my fists. “We should get her back to the hotel.”

Coop’s mouth turns up, and he folds his arms. “Are you jealous, Kitt?”

Jealous? I don’t get fucking jealous. I can have whatever I want, whenever I want.

“I’m just looking out for her—you know, like we promised Mark. Or have you forgotten everything he’s done for us?”

You sure have.

“Not forgotten, but she’s fine, bro. She can flirt and do whatever the hell she wants. We’re here to look out for her, but that doesn’t mean we’re her babysitters. It means, we’ll make sure she’s safe, and she gets home safe. What she chooses to do in the meantime is up to her. Now, again, are you jealous? Is there something going on with you and her? Because you’re not usually this uptight.”

“Of course there’s nothing going on.”

“Then, calm the fuck down. She’s having fun.”

Too much fun. 

I feel sick.

“Nah, I’m beat. I’ll see you back at the hotel.” I push off the bar.

Cooper grabs my arm. “Are you making her go with you?”


She’s lucky I’ve waited this long.

“I can get her back just fine, too, you know. She’s enjoying herself.”

Leaving Cooper alone with Texas when they’re both drunk is one of the worst ideas I’ve ever heard. Many times, he’s fallen asleep in a bar, and security has had to bring him back to the bus or his room. Or he’s stayed out with some girl and woken up in a strange house, having no idea how he got there or which hotel he was staying at.

“You’re kidding, right? Only a few weeks ago, you tried to let yourself into a room in the wrong hotel.”

“But I had the right room number,” he says, as if it’s something to be proud of.

I’m all up for having a good night and getting wasted, but I’ve always been able to walk at the end of it. “I’ll be taking Tex with me. See you tomorrow.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever, man.”

I leave him to it. No doubt, he’ll see his next victim soon and forget all about Texas anyway. My muscles protest from the effort of trying to slow myself down. All I can see is her with Isaiah, and I need it to stop.

Neither of them looks up as I approach. Isaiah brushes Tex’s hair out of her face and leans closer.

Fuck no.

I stop dead when his lips touch hers.

About the Author
UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn’t looked back since.
She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.

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