Not Another Love Song

by Julie Soto

“Look, I don’t know what you want from me, but—” “Anything.” Black eyes looked down on her, and he took a shaking breath. “Everything.”

I'd give it up...

“Go put your cello away properly, Mr. Thorne. That thing is worth almost a million dollars.” He curved his hands under her thighs and encouraged her legs to wrap around his waist. “I’m taking care of something much more valuable,” he murmured into her ear, walking them out of the studio and into the bedroom.

SWOON

“It’s simple, really,” he said. “It’s about a cello who fell in love with a violin.”