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Chapters (73)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. TABLE OF CONTENTS
  3. PRAISE FOR K. BROMBERG
  4. ALSO WRITTEN BY K. BROMBERG
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  64. CHAPTER SIXTY
  65. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  66. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  67. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  71. EPILOGUE
  72. EPILOGUE TWO
  73. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I’m not in love with him. Jase is a good guy, but not one I could ever really love. He’s too . . . all over the place. I don’t think I’d ever be able to trust him. Not while on the road. Not with all the women tempting him. Yeah, definitely not in love with him but more just enjoying the distraction.

It shouldn’t feel like a knife in the back, but it does. The sharp sting of it burrows under my skin, settles deep in my chest.

I’m not in love with him.

Jase is a good distraction.

A distraction.

I step back, out of earshot, before she or Nathaniel realizes I’m here. My hands curl into fists but I force myself to move. To shake it off.

This was always the deal, right? An arrangement?

But fuck if it doesn’t feel different now. She said she loves me. Was that a lie? A heat of the moment fib?

I move into the studio, lock the door behind me, and do the only thing I’ve ever been able to do to cope. I fixate on music.

I write until the lyrics pour out of me.

I write to ignore her texts asking if I’m coming out for dinner.

I write to try and figure out where the fuck to go from here.

But I know the answer. I always have.

Where do I go from here? Nowhere. That’s where I go.

On a world tour away from this place. Away from her.

Because once again, I’ll be here while she moves on. While another person I love can’t love me back.

Yeah, I went and fell for her.

That’s on me.

And I hate everything about it.

My phone buzzes. Again. I pick it up, knowing it’s going to be her, but am surprised to see Rocket’s name on the screen.

“You alive? Or did Hendrix finally kill you in some sex-slave coma or some shit like that?”

“Alive,” I mutter, rubbing a hand over my face.

“Good. Then play us the song you’ve been working on.”

“Not happening.”

“Oh, so you are a sex-slave then.”

I sigh. “Nah. Think I’m over that already.”

Rocket whistles. “Wow. Okay.”

“You know me. I get bored easily. Same shit, different pussy.”

Rocket laughs but it grates, because I know the words I said are a blatant lie. “And here I thought you were beginning to like that ring on her finger.”

“No need to get attached,” I add and take a sip straight from the bottle of Jack beside me. I hiss at the burn. “They all leave in the end.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

Hendrix