Never Enough, Noir Roxie

Ive been clean for months, but my record companys not satisfied. Apparently it isnt enough to only kick a heroin addiction - theyre insisting that I find a girlfriend as well.

If I dont, they pull Dirtshines massive record deal.

Its supposed to show that Ive changed my ways, that Ive turned over a new leaf, all that rubbish. But Ive had it with suit-wearing wankers telling me what Im to do, so Im on the verge of telling them to go f*ck themselves.

And then she shows up.

Marisol locks me out of my own concert by accident. Shes wearing a suit at a rock show, searching for her lost law school textbook, has no idea who I am...

...and for the first time in years, Im hooked.

Shes smart, driven, and utterly gorgeous. The sort of girl who earnestly believes in following the rules and hates when others dont.

Im a huge rock star, recovering addict, and general f*ckup.

Our relationship is for show, and thats all. But with every smile, every laugh, and every breathtaking glance at her curves, I want her more.