“Our greatest hit is a love song I wrote for my bandmate. And he has no idea.”I live by the hedonist’s credo of consumption in every avenue of life.I have trouble staying still, trouble staying sober, trouble turning down a good time.But put a pen in my hand, and I’ll set a page on fire.Give me a guitar and I’ll drive a sold-out arena rabid.The only person who can make me slow down and breathe is my bandmate Evan.He’s the level-head, the quiet maestro, the seatbelt that keeps me from flying too far out of control.Our chemistry onstage is electric.Offstage it’s… complicated.Because I’m the definition of “covert pining” and Evan’s not only my bandmate, he’s straight.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.No big deal.Until the fake relationship starts feeling too real.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.