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How can I let him destroy everything he’s worked for just to make me happy?
I’m a singer with stage fright who’s famous for…well…nothing yet. And I promised my family if I didn’t make it big by the end of this year, I’d go back to med school.
My agent thinks Colton and I would be a great team both in the studio, and outside of it—especially if label executives think we’re dating.
The rules? We can kiss in public, but not in private.
We can act like we’re doing the deed, as long as we’re not.
And as far as having actual feelings for each other goes…that’s obviously out of the question.
But after so many late nights in the studio and a bunch of stolen kisses, I start to see beyond his party boy facade to something real underneath. And he believes in me–with his coaching and encouragement, I’m finally overcoming my anxiety and giving the best performances of my life.
If only time wasn’t running out so fast.
Then Colton has an idea to keep us together. It’s terrible, but it’s the only way.
How can I let him destroy everything he’s worked for just to make me happy?
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EXCERPT
I watch him move into the shadows. The lights that line the edge of the walk go on as he passes. My phone buzzes, so I check it before driving off. It’s Liam.
—look what showed up on DMZ—
A photo slides in. It’s screenshot from DMZ and a link. A picture of Colton pushing me against my car and me grabbing his jacket. Everything else is cut out. Liam. Gene. It’s shot from a little above, through a windshield.
The headline under it reads: HAS COLTON CROWNED THE NEXT TAMIKA?
What? I tap the link. The article is short and breathless. Colton Crowne, who “discovered” Tamika in Memphis and who was “viciously” cut from credit or royalties by Gavin McCormick, may be nursing the next baby star into the sky.
They don’t even know I’m a musician.
I could be a lawyer or an accountant.
But that wouldn’t get clicks. No one cares about that story.
Liam follows with a text.
—You guys—
Colton is on the chat. I look at the driveway. The path lights have gone dark, but I can see him standing there, looking down with the screen glowing on his face.
“Fuck!” he barks, moving enough to turn on the lights.
That’s when I know he’s seen Liam’s messages. He looks at me and, seeing I haven’t moved, jogs over while his brother’s texts ding.
—This is gold-plated—
—A gift from the gods—
—We’re on second base before we even get to the plate—
Colton stops. Types into his phone.
—What are you talking about?—
—You guys together in public coronates Skye—
This feels more real than when Liam mentioned it before.
I don’t have long to do something…anything…or I have to fulfill my promise to my mother and take up last year’s deferment to University of Michigan Medical School. Being coronated, as Liam calls it, makes that possible. Without an electric shock to the process, I don’t have a chance. I’m dead in the water. Pursuing a music career and med school at the same time isn’t possible without a clone.
But I want clarity, so I text the chat.
—You mean you really want us to pretend we’re fucking?—
I hit Send before I rethink the word fucking to describe what I’m not doing with Colton, who answers from halfway back to the car.
—That’s what he means—
He could have told me that himself. Instead he stands there as Liam’s message comes in.
—That’s what I mean—
I’m about to text that I’m in. I’ll do it. I’m thrilled actually. But it’s not just about me, so I wait for Colton to come to me. I open the passenger window. He doesn’t come. Instead, he sends a message.
—You know Gene took this right? From the angle?—
I look back at the photo. Yeah. It was taken from the SUV before Gene got out. Maybe he took it to get evidence in case he’d hit anyone or maybe he was thinking that fast. That’s secondary to the fact that it found its way to a gossip website.
A notification drops over the picture. A text from Colton.
—So, no. Fuck him. No—
Once that comes in, I look at him as he puts the phone in his pocket and starts back my way.
I want to be coronated. I want it to be easy. I need the boost to start before the walls close in.
They’ve been closing in for months. Ever since last year when I applied. Before that, when I took the MCAT without studying. I thought I was so clever, setting myself up for failure. I wasn’t clever enough to get the answers wrong though.
That’s fine. It’s fine. I’m okay with it. Screw the coronation. I can’t make Colton do something he doesn’t want to do. He has every right to refuse. But I’m still reeling from the transition between hope and regret. For a minute, I was in a world where I had a head start and I’m just as suddenly back in the status quo.
He’s coming this way. I don’t want to talk to him. I don’t want to hear the reasons he thinks it’s a bad idea. Not right now, because he’s probably right and I just want to sit in my disappointment alone.
Before he reaches the car, I drive away.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
C.D. Reiss is a USA Today bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to chop a cord of wood. If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
Learn more about CD Reiss and her releases by visiting her website: https://cdreiss.com
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This is Colton Crowne's story, and it is very different from his brothers' stories. If you are expecting angst, then you will be disappointed. Colton is a party boy whose time to grow up now. He has a sweetheart that has been bruised in the past and he is the underachiever in a family of high achievers. Life has knocked him down many times, but he still gets up and keeps on trying.
He is close with his brother Liam and Liam's young son, Matt. We get to see a lot of Liam in this story, and I cannot wait for his book. Liam is a manager and one of his singers is a a young woman named Skye. She is a sweetheart, but she also suffers from stage fright and anxiety. her parents want her to go to medical school and so when she meets Colton, he is her last-ditch effort to make it as a singer before she does what her parents want and head to medical school.
Colton is a very talented music producer with a very special app that he can use in making music sound even better than it is. Liam has to convince him to work with Skye and her work with him and give her music one last effort to see if she can get into a showcase.
Colton and Skye enter into a fake romance to create buzz. They each fall for each other, but time is running out for Skye and they both have some big decisions about their future coming at them.
This was a really different story than the other books I have read in this series. Colton is nothing like I thought he was (in the best way) and nothing like his siblings. His heart was really the most beautiful thing about him, and I loved seeing him and Skye fall for each other. I really loved watching them figure out what was important in life and following their hearts and dreams.
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