Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

Como un angel," I whisper. "Is our game over?" she asks nervously. "It's definitely over, querida. 'Cause what we're gonna do next is no game.

Truth is, it's a relief to finally put my life in the hands of someone I trust.

were you sleeping?" He chuckles. "Not by a long shot. I was just tryin' to convince myself not to make a move on you.

Oh, God. I'm in big trouble. Because I'm staring. I can't keep my eyes from ogling his chiseled triceps and biceps and every other "eps ' he has. The butterflies in my stomach have just multiplied tenfold as my wandering gaze meets his.

What would it take for you to go out with me?

You're stressing too much about what might be. Do something to take your mind off thinking about what might never happen.