by Faye Kestrel
Every song I've ever written is about you. Tonight I'm singing them to your face.
Cass Doyle runs stages, not hearts. Then she's hired to run the Ransom world tour, and the frontman she walked out on years ago is waiting in the wings. Jude has sold millions of records about the girl who left. A world tour, a private headset channel, and a cue light he built for her a lifetime ago, wired into her desk.
Also
explicit sex
Fiction for adults. Every character is 18 or older.