Big Bands, Big Hearts
She dots her āIās 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 happenedā¦to happenā¦but it did. A rock star and a psychologist seem like an impossible match. And it is. Thatās why I have to leave, before everything is ruined. I canāt be with him for so many reasons, as much as every cell in my body says that itās right. Evidently, he agrees that we should be together, since he leaves breadcrumbs for meā¦but will they lead me back to him? She canāt 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 youāll see. Iām somewhere between not much and kinda something, you know? But Doc, sheāsā¦something else. The way she handled things on the roof that nightā¦If it werenāt for one thing, sheād be mine. That one night. I should have done it differently. Then sheād still be here. But I canāt take it backā¦orā¦can I? ā¦and just when we think weāre past danger, just when I think that the band has it all, and that Iāve got Doc, too, an unexpected person walks in, and I know that weāre back to square one again. Rock star romance Medical romance Suicide Medium heat Smoking Swearing Cliffhanger ending