Rae Lynn Blaise

My life is music. I play it, I live it, I breathe it. Next week, I start my dream job playing cello with the Boston Symphony. My father might finally be proud of me, and I… well, I’ll have my music. Then I met Dylan—tattooed, badass, always-hard Dylan. He’s nothing like anyone I’ve ever been with before. Just one night can’t hurt me. But sometimes when you play with fire, you get burned.

It’s been two weeks since Dylan St. John entered my life in a firestorm of lust and passion. Now I know his secret - he’s a beloved, badass rock star. His band is playing in Boston tonight, and I have tickets to his show. I wonder if I'll be able to tell when I see him if he's been reliving our every moment the way I have. Or maybe I was just another distraction. And if he sees me, I wonde...