The Real Score by Kesh Tanglao
(Gezellig #1)
Date of Publication: August 28, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance/chick-lit
Blurb:
Caitlin's friendship with Marcus, the de facto frontman of the world's biggest boy band Gezellig, has long been an object of scrutiny by almost everyone--their friends and families, the media, and his fans--ever since they "went public" a couple of years back. Who wouldn't be interested? She was a nobody, catapulted into the limelight of his fame when he struck an unusual friendship with her.
To both Caitlin and Marcus, what they have is a "perfect little thing." But then something comes along and threatens it.
In a no-holds-barred interview, will they finally be forced to settle the score?
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EXCERPT:
I shook my head, my eyes landing on his
naked chest. Well, nearly, if you didn’t consider the number of tattoos across
his skin, which included the name of his mom and sister on his shoulder blades,
a Cheshire cat, a line from Coldplay’s Fix
You, among others. But there was a new one, right below the Fix You line, which was above his heart.
“Did you get a new tattoo?”
Marcus sat up, Indian-sitting on the bed. I
folded my legs under me, following his suit, as I leaned closer to him. I
placed my fingers tentatively on his chest, hearing his breath catch in his
throat. I felt his eyes on me intently, as I figured out the new addition to
his body art collection.
It was a small lock, with a tiny, tiny
question mark next to it.
“I’m still looking for that someone who has
the key,” Marcus whispered, his voice low and gruff. “Someone who understands
me, who can figure me out, and love me despite everything.”
I tilted my head back and our eyes met, and
I had to swallow the lump in my throat. His gaze was intense, making me feel
like I can combust any moment with just one spark from his fiery gaze.
“Ah,” was all I could manage to say, not
trusting my voice. He shrugged, and he fell back onto the bed. I watched him as
he looked so peaceful, as if he truly is in a happy place. He cocked his head a
bit as an invitation, and I fell next to him, our hands between us, inches away
from each other. I felt the heat radiating from his fingers, and there was
something else—
His fingers closed over mine, and I stared
at the ceiling, letting out a slow, shaky breath, my heartbeat was ringing
loudly in my ears.
Jesus,
Marcus, what are you doing to me?
I glanced at him, and I caught him staring
at me, emotions in his eyes unreadable.
“Happy place,” I heard him whisper, and I
didn’t have the energy or courage to say it, but yes, Marcus, we are each
other’s happy place.
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About Kesh Tanglao:
Kesh Tanglao is a full-time market researcher. When she’s not crunching numbers, she spends most of her free time watching TV shows, listening to music, and reading. Also a self-proclaimed fangirl, she likes cheering for her favorite sports teams and supporting her favorite artists.
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