Rachel Van Dyken Instagram – Seaside Oregon was not ready for Zane.
Virgin rockstar whose public image is the exact opposite, and someone in dire need of inspiration until he meets a local girl who isn’t intimidated and agrees to be his muse for his next album.
He rarely wears shirts.
Flirts like crazy.
And keeps so many secrets until she shows him he can actually open up.
Laughter, tragedy, forced proximity, v hero, rockstar, small town romance, and so much more. It still floors me that this book was an instant #1 NYT bestseller.
Enjoy and happy Monday!
My name is shouted on rooftops.
It’s written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls, hell my name is everywhere.
To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house.
My name is Zane “Saint” Andrews.
I’m sex.
I’m a rock god.
I’m also…a virgin.
What they don’t know won’t kill them right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain at listening to my song and knowing without a doubt I’m talking about them and only them.
It worked for a while.
Until a nerdy girl with glasses falls at my feet, literally, and suddenly I don’t want to be Saint anymore, what I want? What I really need?
Is to be kept.
By her. | Posted on 30/Jan/2024 01:07:25
