For each couple, there's a song which reminds us of our love. With my first relationship, it was Open Arms by Journey. Each time I heard the song, I was back in my boyfriend's car kissing and listening to the music. With my current romance, I don't really have a song. There are many songs which evoke memories or feelings. Probably the one I identify with most is Broken Road by Rascal Flats. It reminds me of all the twisted roads I was on to get to where I am today.
With KG Fletcher's latest book, the hero and heroine fall in love with each other over music. Melody and harmony are as much a part of their individual lives as it is their relationship. They are both musicians and perform music for others. This commonality draws them together but their romance isn't an easy road. They have challenges to overcome before they can be happy.
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Her heart searched for a melody. Will the love song she finally hears be loud enough to drown out the screaming memories of her past?
Back-up singer Casey lived the old anthem, “work hard, play harder.” When she meets handsome sub-drummer, Sam Wildner on a gig, their attraction is immediate. The two musicians forge ahead in a dizzy rhythm of passion and music, both impressed by each other’s harmonious abilities. When Sam learns of Casey’s family trauma involving her sister’s abusive ex-boyfriend, he commits to being there for her and her young niece who is caught in the middle.
The melody of their love song rings loudly in Casey’s ears as she and Sam navigate the precarious fast lane of jealousy, murder and rock ‘n roll.
He leaned into her ear and whispered, his warm breath making her insides stir. “I need a do-over with you. Can I take you out sometime soon? No gin, I promise.”
She leaned back so she could see his face. His eyes were clear pools of blue ocean water beckoning her to jump in.
“I would love that, Sam.”
He smiled as if he were pleased with himself. He shifted his arm to around her shoulders and gave her a side hug. They spent the rest of the ride talking about their performance from the night before. In the blink of an eye, the train was slowing down at her stop.
“Well, this is me. I guess you’ll call me?” she asked as she stood and gripped the handle of her luggage.
“I will,” he replied, looking up at her. She nodded, lingering for one last moment before exiting the automatic doors of the train. Casey knew she liked him and was reeling from the entire weekend. She turned around to have one last glance of him, stunned to see him walking swiftly toward her. Her mouth dropped as he let go of his luggage and immediately placed his palms on her cheeks, kissing her long and hard. She tensed for a moment, not sure what was happening, before relaxing into the kiss, his warm tongue invading her mouth with purpose.
He pulled back with his palms still holding her cheeks, their eyes locked onto each other. They breathed heavily, coming down from the intensity of the kiss, waiting for the other to speak first.
“You missed your train,” she said quietly.
His mouth turned up slowly into a grin and he gently propped her sunglasses onto her head before he touched her lips with his index finger. “I’ve wanted to do that all day,” he said.
She averted her eyes, remembering she didn’t have any makeup on.
“Stop, Casey. You’re gorgeous. I want to see you, darlin’.” He tenderly touched her face and leaned in to kiss her gently on the cheek. She wrapped her arms around him, and they hugged as they stood on the concrete platform under the fluorescent lights, the screeching of the train on the tracks fading away in the distance.