Chapter Forty-Two
“Mmm, Lover and I were bouncing some ideas around for a new song.”
“What can I say? We were very inspired.” I could hear the leather of his seat creak as he twisted around.
I didn’t need to look over to know that he was looking back at me. I could feel his eyes on me. My face flushed at the thought that I could be someone who would inspire them to write song lyrics. It still felt like a fever dream that these men wanted me the way they did. I wasn’t the kind of girl that men like this went crazy for. Or at least, I thought that I wasn’t. The more time that I spent with them the easier it was to believe that there might be something special about me.
“She is a good muse, isn’t she?” King added, not looking away from his phone screen. His voice was soft, but there was a
