Big Bands, Big Hearts
She dots her âIâs wearing Prada. He squeals to fans shirtless. When a deadly meeting changes everything, will she heed the threat, or take the plunge? Everyone calls him Slick, but I was raised in a home where everything was proper. Sean and I meet in an odd place, under dire circumstances, so nobody would ever expect what happenedâŚto happenâŚbut it did. A rock star and a psychologist seem like an impossible match. And it is. Thatâs why I have to leave, before everything is ruined. I canât be with him for so many reasons, as much as every cell in my body says that itâs right. Evidently, he agrees that we should be together, since he leaves breadcrumbs for meâŚbut will they lead me back to him? She canât even say my name. With a name like Slick, one expects some surfer-type, with nothing between his ears and a stake where his heart should be. Listen to my music and youâll see. Iâm somewhere between not much and kinda something, you know? But Doc, sheâsâŚsomething else. The way she handled things on the roof that nightâŚIf it werenât for one thing, sheâd be mine. That one night. I should have done it differently. Then sheâd still be here. But I canât take it backâŚorâŚcan I? âŚand just when we think weâre past danger, just when I think that the band has it all, and that Iâve got Doc, too, an unexpected person walks in, and I know that weâre back to square one again. Rock star romance Medical romance Suicide Medium heat Smoking Swearing Cliffhanger ending