Rhythm of My Heart

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To the ladies of International Heat, for being my 88 inches of therapy wrapped around me.

To Dawn, for all her awesome suggestions and help.

To Kitty Kelly and Fedora, for their never-ending support and insight.

And as always, to Jennifer, for holding my hand through this one, waiting patiently until I finally found the story and then improving it.

Zachary Pace rolled his shoulders, linked his fingers together, turned his palms outward and stretched his arms, flexing each muscle. With his eyes closed, he let the rhythm of the synthesizer flow through him, feeling the music all the way down to his toes.

He inhaled the summer Melbourne air as the cheers of the crowd seeped into his soul, then stepped onstage with his little brother, Seth.

The audience roared, shaking the wooden platform upon which they stood. Shrill screams pierced the late-afternoon sky and a pair of panties landed at his feet—alongside a ribbon-bound bunch of scarlet roses, a scatter of foil-covered chocolate hearts and a massive, printed marriage proposal.

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