Rule #1. Never fall for a musicianRule #2. There are no exceptions to rule #1As a professional sound engineer, I'm around musicians every day, so I know what I'm talking about when I say they aren't boyfriend material. They're only looking out for number one, and that ain't you, honey. Give them a map with destination Not on Your Life, Mister highlighted, underlined, and circled for good measure.That being said, what am I supposed to do with Asher North, lead singer of the band True North and my new boss? My glares don't intimidate him, and my sarcasm only seems to draw him closer instead of pushing him away. The longer we're on tour together, the less my rules make sense. And the more he looks at me the way he does, as if he can see right through the wall I've so diligently constructed, the more I want to throw those rules right out the window.