![]() ![]() ![]() My phone vibrated in my hand, and I looked down to see Major’s face on the screen. I wasn’t doing a fantastic job of it, but I wasn’t doing too badly, either. I knew it was time that I grew up and fought my own battles. And it was enough for me that he was happy. But now that I was over my jealousy, Rush was back to being my rock. He had always been there for me when I needed him-except for a few times when I was a raging bitch to his wife, Blaire. I held only one man in high regard, and that was my brother, Rush. This left me with little to no respect for the male species. ![]() When they looked at me, they saw “daughter of a rock star” and “money.” Most of them were just hoping I’d get them on the cover of a cheap gossip magazine. I knew it without giving them more than a moment of my time. In my experience, they always wanted something from me, but it was never really me they wanted. ![]()
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