“Our greatest hit is a love song I wrote for my bandmate. And he has no idea.”<br/><br/>I live by the hedonist’s credo of consumption in every avenue of life.<br/>I have trouble staying still, trouble staying sober, trouble turning down a good time.<br/>But put a pen in my hand, and I’ll set a page on fire.<br/>Give me a guitar and I’ll drive a sold-out arena rabid.<br/><br/>The only person who can make me slow down and breathe is my bandmate Evan.<br/>He’s the level-head, the quiet maestro, the seatbelt that keeps me from flying too far out of control.<br/><br/>Our chemistry onstage is electric.<br/>Offstage it’s… complicated.<br/><br/>Because I’m the definition of “covert pining” and Evan’s not only my bandmate, he’s straight.<br/><br/>After our third album bombs (probably my fault), the pressure is on for us to redeem ourselves with our fourth. We head to a cabin in a quaint East Tennessee town to compose it—just us, nature, and a PR nightmare (definitely my fault) that forces us into a fake relationship.<br/><br/>No big deal.<br/><br/>Until the fake relationship starts feeling too real.<br/><br/>Dedicated, the first book in the Rhythm of Love series, is a steamy bisexual friends-to-lovers romance featuring forced proximity, a fake relationship, angst, snark, a cock-blocking greenhouse, really poor decisions involving social media, and a HEA guarantee.