Prologue

They love me… They really love me.

I lay in between my bandmates, my lovers, and couldn't stop grinning. Salvador was on my right had his arm wrapped around my stomach, and his head was partially resting on my shoulder. I gazed at his beautiful, black as midnight hair and thought of his gorgeous sea green eyes, which were now hidden as he slept peacefully next to me. His gentle snores were muffled by the large, blue blanket that was covering all three of us. On my left was Amber. She was also holding me, her arm wrapped around my waist, but her head was on a large green pillow. Her long, curly hair was strewn every which way, and I could smell a hint of strawberry on her skin.

It was difficult to believe everything that had transpired in the past few months. I would never, in a million years, imagined that I would be in a band with my best friends, and that they would both want to be romantically involved with me.

Me, the shy, awkward, good young Christian woman who had a pastor as a father. Me, the obedient wife who was always pressured to submit to her Christian husband in all things. Me, the scared, timid woman who always did as she was told by her super religious, controlling family because she didn't want any of them being disappointed in her.

My life had taken a one eighty degree turn. Why was I now able to engage in what had always had beaten into me as a child as "sinful" and "evil" acts? Why did I now have enough confidence to live the life that I wanted rather than the life I was forced to conform to? My thoughts wandered back to the summer of last year. That was the beginning of the end of my family's reign of terror over me. I planted a small kiss on Amber's head, then Salvador's, before closing my eyes and thinking over everything that had transpired between then and now.