Tainted Heartbreak — Terri Anne Browning

How do you say no when your roommate wins an all-inclusive rock experience and begs you to go along? You don't. Ever. But Amara was starting to see that maybe she should have. Everything that could have possibly gone wrong, has. Until I run right into what feels like a brick wall. Of course, the brick wall has a name, too. Cash Graves. I knew the name, even if it was a newer one to the rock world. He's the bassist for Tainted Knights, the band who was making huge splashes in the music world. Their newest hit was all over the radio and currently on repeat on my playlist … and I just spit my margarita all over him. With a wink and a smile, he should have gotten on stage and let me go on with my life, if a little star struck over the delicious rocker. He should never have looked back, and I shouldn't have begged for more. But I did. And now, my heartbreak might just be the end of me.