She's done performing. He's done trusting. The only honest thing either of them has left is the song.
At nineteen, Zara Cole sold two million records. At twenty-seven, her label has called her second album a "commercial disappointment" and is letting her go, and the platinum record on the wall of a sublet that isn't hers hangs crooked. For months she has been going through the motions, waiting for her life to feel like her own again.
Then Craig "Six" Dawson knocks on her door. The Atlanta producer everyone in the industry talks about hasn't built a record around a singer in four years, and he has flown across the country to ask her to make one with him. His studio is matte-black and unmarked, with five rules on a whiteboard. No phones. No industry talk. No outside opinions. For the first time in years, Zara starts writing the truth.
But Craig learned long ago what it costs to have your name taken off your own work, and Zara's past isn't finished with her. When a private recording surfaces on a gossip blog and a new deal would move his name off the album, the two of them have to decide what they are building, and who it belongs to.
The Music Producer is a slow-burn, closed-door urban romance about burnout, grief, credit, and the courage to stop performing and let someone hear you.
Some records only work if both names are on them.