Release: Redeeming You by Lisa Cardiff

After walking away from a controlling relationship, Taylor Reed is broke, homeless and unemployed…
When her brother, Alec, the drummer for Chasing Ruin offers her a job working for Chasing Ruin for the final thirty days of the tour, Taylor jumps at the chance.
Unfortunately, that job entails keeping Cam Donovan, Chasing Ruin’s lead guitarist, out of trouble for the remainder of the tour…
But Taylor isn’t worried. She’s smart enough to keep her distance and there’s no way she’ll let herself be another notch on his bedpost.
Cam Donovan’s life hasn’t been the same since he ruined his chances with Bre, his childhood sweetheart.
With regrets eating at his soul, he fills his life with meaningless one-night stands blurred by alcohol and drugs until Chasing Ruin threatens to kick him out of the band.
When Taylor joins Chasing Ruin on tour, he’ll do anything to avoid the mutual attraction burning between them. He can’t afford another the distraction.  But as the lines blur, and the days turn into weeks, Cam and Taylor realize their feelings might be worth fighting for.


PlaylistPassenger- Let Her GoSarah Bareilles – I Choose YouO.A.R. – I Want PeaceElvis Costello – AlisonSarah Bareilles – Gonna Get Over YouAllah-las- Every GirlKongos- Come with Me NowOne Republic - Counting StartsA Great Big World & Christina Aguilera - Say SomethingJohn Legend & Lindsey Stirling – All of MeCher Lloyd- Sorry I’m Late 
 After spending years practicing law and a million other things, Lisa decided to pursue her dream of becoming a writer and she must confess that inventing characters is so much more fun than writing contracts and legal briefs.  A native of Colorado, she lives with her husband and three children in Denver. When she isn’t managing the chaos of raising three children and owning her own business, she can be found reading or writing a book. Connect with Lisa    ·       Twitter  *  Facebook  *  Goodreads  *  Website  *  Amazon  *    Excerpt 1            Holding her breath so she wouldn’t wake him, she lifted her head so she could see his face. He looked beautiful when he slept with his dark eyelashes resting on his high, defined cheekbones. And his lips—the way they curled up at the corners was sinful. They should have a warning stamped across them. Smiling faintly, her fingers drifted over the swirling design of his tattoo starting at his forearm and ending several twists and turns later where his collarbone met his shoulder. As much as she liked that tattoo, she loved the guitar nestled between his hipbone the deep groove of muscle of his lower abdominals even more. Excerpt 2            When she reached Cam’s table, she stood next to the vacant side of the booth waiting for Cam to acknowledge her presence. He knew she was there, staring at him, but he patiently flipped the pages of the menu refusing to look at her. Typical. After a few prolonged seconds of her temper steadily rising, she cleared her throat.Cam still didn’t look at her. “Are you going to sit or do you want to stand there admiring me for a couple more minutes?” he drawled lazily.“Are you going to take off your cheesy sunglasses or are you too hung over to act like a normal human being?” she shot back, anger pumping heatedly through her veins as she sat in the booth across from him.Cam peeled of his dark sunglasses and carelessly tossed them on the table. “Better?” Cam asked gazing at her with his heavily hooded eyes, a sardonic smile floating on his lips.She already wanted to kill him; well, maybe not kill him. That was too extreme. Tossing a glass of ice water at him might be more appropriate, but thirty days of this back and forth shit and one of them would probably be dead. “Slightly, but now I have to look at your eyes and they’re a bit distracting.”Cam leaned forward, bracing his elbows on the edge of the table. “Are you trying to tell me something...like you’re attracted to me? I get that a lot, you know.” His lips curled up at the corners sinfully.Smiling contemptuously, Taylor purposely let her eyes trail over his face down to his chest and back up again. Blessed with the face of an angel and a body made for sin, he was good-looking; there was no doubt. His messy light blonde hair, his back t-shirt stretched across his obviously muscular chest in all the right ways, his normally piercing blue eyes and perfectly sculpted bone structure made him one smoking hot rocker, but she’d never tell him that. He already knew. She didn’t need to contribute to his already inflated ego.“No, not even close. I was trying to tell you that you look like shit. Your eyes are bloodshot and swollen. I think your face is a little waxy and bloated looking too.” Taylor leaned forward, pretending to study him as she tapped her fingers on the table. “Other than that, I guess you’re okay if you’re into the yuppie loser pretending to be the big bad wolf type...and I’m definitely not.”