
And as if long distance and groupies aren’t high enough hurdles, Louana’s new beau also comes with a malicious lead singer. Now, certain he’s found the calm to his storm, he asks her for the previously unthinkable-monogamy. So, stocked with an arsenal of charm, and a reminder of what happened against her front door, he persuades Louana to see him again the next time he’s in town. But, knowing the new zeroes in his bank account come with as many ways to blow it, he craves stability. Twelve grueling years of paying dues has finally resulted in a hit song for Jake. And those messages he sends in the middle of the night get filed under, “drunk text, best to ignore,” without delay. Because, despite his melt-your-heart chocolate eyes and rising fame, Jake Riley is not boyfriend material. The junior producer knows she’s dodged a bullet. After a quick but memorable fling, Louana Higgins leaves the drummer for The Spades exactly where he belongs: a tour bus.
