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Each at a turning point, a choice.
Anna Anderson was standing next to one of the most insecure men she’d ever met—a man who truly didn’t think he was worthy of someone decent. Not a friend. Not a girlfriend. No one. And just as surely as he oh-too-respectfully placed the palm of his hand against the small of her back for that stupid photo, he’d tossed her into the “good” category. Thing was, he was right.
Rock god John Leaven was usually the one up on a pedestal, but not this time. He didn’t know why—he didn’t have a clue really, but in the deepest recesses of his once-black heart a calling for this woman had begun the moment he looked at her face. He simply knew. All the way in his soul. All the way through his blood and across every inch of skin. He was supposed to be with her.
But sometimes life gets in the way.