No promises. No fake tomorrows. That was the plan.
New city. New life. At least, that’s what nineteen-year-old Jen Harrison believes. On the surface, she’s living her dream: dancing in a prestigious dance company in Paris. But her sister’s death and the mistakes she’s tried to bury haunt her. She’s become a pro at hiding who she truly is, and she definitely doesn’t want a guy to derail her, but a one night-stand she can do. Nothing more. She definitely doesn’t plan to see the sexy stranger who made her laugh for the first time in years ever again.
Girls don’t walk away from Lucas Wills. Bad boy turned rock star, he’s got his share of groupies. Always upfront, he doesn’t promise fake tomorrows because love can destroy everything. Been there, done that. His ex not only lied to him, she stomped on his heart, used him to become famous, and almost ruined him. So, waking up alone after a night beyond his wildest imagination with a girl he just met shouldn’t upset him, shouldn’t inspire one of the saddest songs he’s ever written, shouldn’t make him want to chase after her.
When Jen, the one-night stand who got away, auditions to be a dancer in Lucas’ next music video, they can’t stop their growing attraction. But Jen’s secrets and his ex could shatter the careers they tried so hard to build and their hearts…they will have to decide what’s more important and if love is worth the fight.
Love in B Minor is the third standalone novel in Elodie Nowodazkij’s Broken Dreams series.
The way she dances…it’s everything I had hoped for when I saw her in the room. And my heart bursts with pride for her, even though a part of me, that nasty voice that doubts people don’t have any ulterior motives, does wonder if maybe she didn’t orchestrate this entire thing: the meeting, the evening…the night.
I can’t think about that now. The energy running through my body begs to be released and the adrenaline drums all the way to my fingertips. No one has ever heard that song. That song I composed the morning after she tiptoed outside of my apartment and disappeared from my life like she was only a figment of my imagination.
What happened to the happily ever after of our childhood fairy tales.
What happened to our dreams?
Life was passing me by. Simply going through the motions.
Could not believe in anything, not in them and definitely not in me.
People smiling about everything, about nothing and I stay empty,
Refusing to feel any emotions.
Too hard. Too painful. Too damn heartbreaking.
You found me and healed me. Only one night of your magic.
Only night of your touch and I can breathe again. I can believe again.
Even though the night ended. Even though you left me stranded.
You showed me that feeling is everything.
You’re the girl who got away.
The girl who got away.
The one-night stand who got away.
Your touch and your whispers.
Your skin against mine. I remember everything.
I see her stiffen for only a second. She stops mid-movement, but then she continues and seeing her dancing to my words, to those words that are all about her, it’s everything I didn’t know I wanted.
Now if only I could tell the nasty voice in my head that’s wondering if she’s used me to shut the fuck up.
Elodie Nowodazkij was raised in a tiny village in France, where she could always be found a book in hand. At nineteen, she moved to the US, where she learned she'd never lose her French accent. Now she lives in Maryland with her husband, their dog and their cat.
She's also a serial smiley user.
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