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Stay up all night with the sexy rockers in Stage Dive, the epic rock star romance series from New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott, author of Lick and Play.
As the lead singer of Stage Dive, Jimmy is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it, whether it's booze, drugs, or women. However, when a PR disaster serves as a wake-up call about his life and lands him in rehab, he finds himself with Lena, a new assistant to keep him out of trouble.
Lena's not willing to take any crap from the sexy rocker and is determined to keep their relationship completely professional, despite their sizzling chemistry. But when Jimmy pushes her too far and Lena leaves, he realizes that he may just have lost the best thing that ever happened to him.
Lena is employed by Stage Dive to be a
personal assistant to Jimmy as he works through his addiction issues.She basically keeps him on the straight and
narrow and puts up with a lot of shit that gets throw her way.
Lena is determined to keep it strictly
professional but there is no denying how gorgeous Jimmy is and her daily fight
not to show how much she is attracted to him. They bicker like an old married
couple and everyone else around can see the growing bond between.
“Because your dark parts don’t scare me, Jimmy.They never did.” - Lena
Lena decides she needs to leave her
job.She can’t work for someone she
desperately wants to kiss. Jimmy is determined to get her to stay, he likes
having her around and so does the rest of the band.He sets out to make her see why she should
stay.He thinks he can help her get over
her infatuation with him.
“Fuck he was beautiful, inside and out, and he would
never be mine” - Lena
I think I’m not the only one who can see this
idea has ‘backfire’ written all over it right?
I just loved the slow build up of this
story as Jimmy came to some realisations and had to figure things on his
own.He is feeling all sort of emotions
he’s never felt before and the way he deals with them are uniquely Jimmy.
“She said no one would ever love love me” –
Jimmy.“She was wrong” - Lena
I loved being back with Stage Dive and this
story is so well interwoven into what we have already read in this awesome
series.I have to say that every time
Mal appears in this book I was laughing so much, he cracks me up!
Another fab story from Kylie and I am very
excited about what’s coming next.
I five this 4.5 stars J
Series reading order
Lick (Stage Dive #1)
Play (Stage Dive #2)
Lead (Stage Dive #3)
Dive (Stage Dive #4) to be released Jan
“Lena, you seen my old black Led Zep shirt?”
“You sure?” His brows became one dark cranky line. The scratches on his face were healing well, thank goodness. Though it didn’t reduce my desire to throttle his mother on a daily basis.
“Yes. I haven’t seen it.”
Can’t find it anywhere…”
“And this is a surprise, how?” I slipped my hands into my back jean’s pockets. “Jimmy, you own more clothing than Cher, Brittney, and Elvis, put together. Things are bound to go missing.”
“Sure you haven’t seen it?”
“For goodness sake, what do you think, Jimmy? That I stole it to sleep in or something?” I laughed bitterly. Sure as hell, the truth deserved a good mocking. I’d sunk so despicably low.
I hadn’t even meant to steal the stupid thing, but the shirt had been mixed up with my laundry a few days ago. It’d been the first top I laid my hand on after stepping out of the shower, ready to go to bed. Without thought, I’d put it on and it’d been so soft, the scent of him lingering beneath the laundry detergent. Every night since, I’d found myself in it come bedtime. My shame knew no limits. And no, I still hadn’t quit. The words still hadn’t come even close to leaving my mouth.
He frowned. “No.”
“That I have some deep secret longing to feel close to you resulting in my stealing your shirt like some creepy perv?”
“Course I don’t fucking think that,” he replied crankily, reaching up to grip the top of the doorframe. All of his bulging muscles stretched the arms of his white T-shirt in the nicest way. It was all I could do not to start drooling, my heart beat taking up residence somewhere down between my thighs. And who could blame it? Not me. Maybe if I got laid, this would go away and things would return to normal. It’d seemed safer to avoid rubbing up against any men just in case I got carried away and started dating again. This new situation, however, changed everything.
“Well, of course not! That would be crazy.” And wasn’t that the god’s honest truth? Cray-zeee. Lock me up and throw away the key because it wasn’t like I didn’t know better.
“Just can’t figure out where the hell it could be.”
Angels couldn’t have smiled as innocently. They might have tried, but they would have failed, the dirty-mouthed, winged, little liars. “Jimmy, I don’t know where it is. But I’ll look around for it later, okay?”
“Yeah,” he said, and then added as an afterthought, “and stop looking at me weird.”
Kylie is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.