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402 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 29, 2014
He could do anything, survive anything, but he couldn't turn away from Jazz. She would sustain him where every other drug had failed.
They've loved each other through everything. But what if this time love just isn't enough.
Deep down, he still had a niggle of hope that things could change. That one day she'd stop looking at him as her best friend and see him as more.
It was all about timing, she'd told him once. Without it, it was impossible to keep the beat going. And theirs was always fucking wrong.
Jazz realized that she loved and wanted Gray only and despite the unwise choice they had made, is determined to get her man!!!
And when Gray is finally forced to do face his demons and overcome his obstacles…wow….it was gut-wrenching…..
One of the things I most enjoy about this series is how we get to see all the band members in all the books….they form part of each story which is absolutely fantastic. You get to see their music, their friendship and their love.
Jazz & Gray have to go through a lot of hard times before having their HEA…so happy they got it. They are such a fabulous and interesting couple…and can’t wait for more!!!!
“The way you feel about her is the kind of love most women dream of. That, my friend, is some epic Titanic type shit.”
“The way you feel about her is the kind of love most women dream of. That, my friend, is some epic Titanic type shit.”
“All I care about is making you mine”
“You did that years ago. All the years in between were us just getting it right.”
“He was the lock for her key. The hand for her glove… He was her everything. Still. Always.”
“She was his melody. His breath and his heartbeat. His very life, and the reason he still wanted to live it.”
“My heart leads me to Gray… Always.”
He was her constant. The center of her life. Without Gray, nothing made sense.
“Even his gorgeous perfect best friend couldn’t compare with a sweet white pile of powder.”
“I thought one of my dreams had died… I never expected to get another chance. Now that I am, you can be sure I won’t give it up for anything.”
He could do anything, survive anything, but he couldn’t turn away from Jazz. She would sustain him where every other drug had failed.
“When the sweat was coursing down his face, the salt burning on his lips and tongue, and his fingers were climbing the frets, so fast he wondered how any skin still covered the muscles and bone, he tasted every note. Became them”
“Tasting her pleasure as he created it felt more like making music than he’d ever known before.”
“He whispered her name, the mystery and beauty of it, unable to hear anything anymore but the relentless beat of her heartbeat matching his. That was the only music he needed. The only one that still made sense.”
“You’re really that much of a ball sac, hmm? … I won’t call you a pussy, because pussies are damn fucking strong”