He is used of women throwing themselves at him...But he's not used to her.
He mistakes her for a grupie, and when she says no, he's determined to make her yield. Like all the rest.
Except she doesn't give a shit about who he is.
He is used of women throwing themselves at him...But he's not used to her.
He mistakes her for a grupie, and when she says no, he's determined to make her yield. Like all the rest.
Except she doesn't give a shit about who he is.
Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves.
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"What are you thinking about?" she asks.
"A song," I say. "A new song."
I stare at the o...