There seem to be a million "rockstar" books out there, and I hope mine takes a different spin on it because this girl is not at all interested in getting involved w/ a guy in the spotlight ;-)

Here's a half-scene of Blurring the Lines (unedited).

So wait.” He rubbed his forehead. “Me paying you will help keep this professional, which you really want.” She stopped. “Yes.”“Only we get along, even in close quarters. We write together. We’re pretty damn sexually compatible. And you’re not even sure you want to be friends?” he asked, realizing only then that he felt very much like the last kid picked for a team in gym.She folded her arms in an almost protective posture. “It’s not who you are, it’s what you are.”He took a few steps closer as his heart hollowed. “Wait, wait, wait… I’ll never get a chance at anything but a professional business relationship because of my job?”His breath stuck in his lungs as Corinne shifted her weight a few times.Corinne’s arms tightened around her front. “Yes.”Yes? That was it. Total dismissal, and… He blinked. Blinked again. Even though she hadn’t shared much of her past with him, every night they talked lyrics. Every night she sat next to him and helped him with word choice, with chords, riffs, intros… Feeling like their connection was one-sided…
His mouth dried out and all the work from the day hurt his head and his arms and his legs, and holy hell he wanted a drink or anything to numb any part of him from the idea that she wouldn’t even entertain the idea even of friendship. What the hell was he doing?
And I HOPE this book makes it out into the world before the end of this month, but I'm not putting it out without a couple more rounds of edits, so we shall see...~MJ