I never wanted the limelight. The only thing I wanted was Conley Logan.

When words failed to express my feelings for Conley, I relied on music instead. But our love song ended before it even began, before I'd even told her how I truly felt. As a result, I watched Conley leave hand-in-hand with my bandmate instead of me.

Not wanting the fight that would break up the band, I made a choice. I lived with it every day, knowing it was nobody's fault but my own. I've moved on. I'm content with my small-town life, running a bar. But now Conley is back, forcing me to face the music.

From the way I'm still tempted to make her mine, it's as if nothing has changed—but until she tells me why she's back, I'm not sure I can trust what's growing between us.

The only thing that has changed: I'm not letting her get away this time without a fight.