Rock-n-roll is hell on relationships. Especially his.
Aya Aldringham has it all, but wealth can’t make her father love her or give her more time with her dying grandfather. Nor can it stop her from yearning for Nash Porter—the boy she never forgot. The boy who saved her.
Nash doesn’t do relationships, not after watching his parents use each other’s feelings as weapons. When he finds Aya again, after so many years, he can’t help but get close—really close—like in her bed and in her arms.
He can’t keep her though. There’s a seduction in falling in love, but it’s a lie. The truth is in the sold-out crowds who chant his name every night he’s on stage.
So why does Nash only want Aya?