Wild Notes
A Forbidden, Jazz-Fueled Romance
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Wild Notes
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Narrated by:
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Virtual Voice
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Miles Callahan is a world-famous jazz legend with sin in his smile, scandal at his back, and enough bad habits to ruin a woman slow.
Years ago, he looked at me like I was the one thing he wanted and the one thing he’d never touch.
Now he’s back in my city and watching me for my father like that’s supposed to keep either of us safe.
It won’t.
I’m reckless, sharp-mouthed, and tired of being treated like something fragile.
Miles is older, dangerous, and wrapped so tight in self-control it only makes me want to be the reason it snaps. He says my name like a warning.
Looks at me like a confession. Every note he pulls from his sax feels like a dirty secret dragged across bare skin.
We almost crossed the line once.
This time, there’s no almost.
New Orleans is all heat and hunger—midnight jazz, sweat-slick nights, gossip that spreads faster than wildfire. Paparazzi stalk us. My father’s fury waits just out of sight.
Miles keeps pretending loyalty matters more than the way his hands tense when I get too close… the way his eyes drop to my mouth… the way the air between us turns molten every time we’re alone.
Then a hurricane traps us in a one-bed hotel room.
One storm. One bed. One man who has spent years pretending he doesn’t want me.
The walls rattle. The lights flicker. His control finally breaks.
When Miles Callahan touches me, it feels like being ruined by something holy.
He thinks this ends when the storm does.
I think he should know better.
In New Orleans, the music lingers, the heat clings,
Once a man like Miles drags you under, you don’t come back the same.
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