Make Music With Me: A Straight Wicked Novel
Kristine Allen
Every woman wants to be the one I sing about. Little do they know, that position is already filled. Lust, love, heartbreak, anger - you name it, every word of every song was for her.
Unfortunately, she didn’t belong to me.
I vowed she’d never know. Until the devil dealt us a hand destined to destroy. In our grief, we found refuge in each other. Ask me if I felt guilty. I should have, but I didn’t.
The problem was, I didn’t want to be a damn substitute. I wanted her to see me. Hear me. Feel me.
Instead, she ran. Now she has no choice. She’s going to dance to my tune - she’s going to make music with me.