Elvis is sweet, but I prefer sleeping with you.

What about it? Everyone loves that song.

My happy place, huh? Well, yeah, I guess that’s what music is for me.

Because I seeA rainstorm in JuneJust before the sunThe black of nightJust before the starsAnd, girl, I see your ghostJust before our dawn

What a good morning it was. Tyler stood before her, six-plus feet of denim-clad hotness. A woodsy scent wafted toward her, and she inhaled deeply, loving the smell of his cologne. The man was gorgeous,...

Sometimes I am two people. Johnny is the nice one. Cash causes all the trouble. They fight.

You know, the heroes in my romance novels always say that. Scout’s honor. But they all later admit to never being a Boy Scout.

I bet all I had on a thing called love; guess in the end it wasn’t enough. And it’s hard to watch you leave right now; I’m gonna have to learn to let you go...

Truth has a resonance to it that fills the cracks where falsehoods lie.

The low E is at the top, the second string is A, then it’s D, G, B, and the last one is high E.” A mnemonic device he once heard came to mind and, plucking...

Nashville has always been competitive. My granddaddy called it the Hillbilly Babylon.

Country music is the poetry of the American spirit.

Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.

I continued toward Atlanta with a Merle Haggard C.D. playing on the stereo. They weren’t great hosts, but those guys in The Ted Kaczynski Fan Club had great taste in music. It was all classic...

That girl’s heart is bigger than Texas.” Her eyes narrowed. “And it’s as tender as a baby’s butt. You take care with it, you hear?

Her wide, gorgeous smile was the culprit. It was pure magic. Neighbors lined the parking lot, eager to empty their pockets, all so she’d shine that beam on them.

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory.

My flight arrives at eight in the morning,” he mentioned casually. “Any chance you can come and get me?”…”Pick you up from the airport? That seems hardcore, Ty. Normally, I’m married to a guy for...

With chemistry like theirs, this was the perfect setup for a fling…and Sherry wanted to go out on a high note.”BRING ON THE ROADIE!

Cause I am strong and I can prove itAnd I got my dreams to see me throughIt’s just a mountain, I can move itAnd with faith enough there’s nothing I can’t doAnd I can see...

I love you, music man. You are my happily ever after.

Tyler, I’d marry you again in a heartbeat. You are my fairy tale.

If you talk bad about country music, it’s like saying bad things about my momma. Them’s fightin’ words

Her pulse pounded in her ears. She didn’t need to turn around to know he was standing behind her. Most likely with a smirk at catching her impromptu belly dance.

Music may be his passion — but this, right here, was his dream.

Okay… well… learning the two-step is like learning to ride a bull. It ain’t easy. You gotta feel the bull’s rhythm and move with it. Let the bull lead you. Alright… put your weight on...

Great. So basically you’re saying your entire family is trained to kick my ass if I step out of line.”Sherry tapped his chest with a smirk she didn’t quite feel. “AND don’t you forget it.””Well,...

Apparently, I’m a sucker for a man with belt buckles the size of Texas.

Just keep on inspiring me, Alessandra, and see where it lands you.”The devil that flashed in Sabin’s eyes told her she’d just made a huge mistake.Torturous country music thoughts. What the hell is that? Whatever...