A.F. Henley

Doren was born with a powerful gift -- a gift he's managed to use to put him well on his way to becoming a star. But there is more to that gift than just musical talent, and as careful as Doren is to hide that fact, there are some who know of the power behind the sound, and all the ways they could abuse it.<br><br>August's goal in life is simple: make an impact in the music industry. An opportunity to work as the personal assistant to Doren seems to be exactly the kind of break he needs to accomplish that goal.<br><br>But all too often in life, simple becomes just another complication, especially when there are people whose goal is even simpler: destroy and dominate.

The Gift

The door between their rooms was still open, August could hear Doren in the shower, his voice sweet and light as he sang along to the radio. He heard Doren drop the soap and curse it, chasing it in the oversized tub, a notion that he found endearing and hilarious at the same time, and had to force himself not to climb on to his own bed and just lie there, grinning like a dork.


Instead, he started the shower. He had just peeled off his soiled pants when he heard a knock at the door. Muttering, August grabbed the hotel robe and dashed for the open entry between their rooms, pulling it closed and locking it quickly. The last thing he needed was Doren walking in with nothing but a towel on.


He opened the door to the scent of gardenias and lilies. Glenda flashed a perfect smile and handed him a coat bag. “See? I told you would I come through for you, gorgeous.”


Chapter 31