Exposed (VIP, #4)

by Kristen Callihan

I’m surrounded by millions of people, and I’ve never felt more alone.

Playing with Rye is the kind of fun I rarely allow myself.

Music, music, music. It is part of the fabric of my being. Pull it away and I unravel.

I used to think needing someone was a weakness. But life is better, richer, more real with him in it. And I’m not weaker admitting this; I’m stronger.