He’s mine. I married the sexiest rock star on the face of the planet. There isn’t a woman alive who doesn’t want my man, because he doesn’t just make guitars moan and g-strings vibrate–Tyler Cook can play me all night long, with the hottest licks I can handle.
And I’m his. He owns me completely, body and soul. I’ve never met another man who could turn me inside out and upside down the way he does, and now that I have him, I’m never letting him go.
We’ve been through hell and back again, more than once. We’ve stumbled, we’ve faltered, we’ve gone reeling into chaos, but somehow, so far, we’ve managed to stay on our feet.
This time, the secrets are so deep, there may be no bottom.
Turns out, falling down is easy. It’s getting back up that’s the hard part.