I’m Bret Starling.
I want for nothing. Music, fame, sex—it’s mine.
Except for one person. Gemma.
I’ve had her, but I can never make her mine.
There’s no changing that.
We sure as hell can’t change how we feel, either. We’re going to crash and burn, so I say screw it, live fast and die pretty.
Unless we make it more than that…
I’m Gemma Starling.
It doesn’t matter how far I ran; I can’t get Bret out of my head.
I’m getting on with my life, but to do that, I can never let him know how much I need him.
Worse, how much I want him.
Still contains adult everything.