REVIEWI don't think I can find the right words to write a good enough review to do justice to this book! Yes, it was THAT awesome! Kylie Scott once again enamored the audience with her hot, sexy rockstars. I'm a Stage Dive fan 4Life.
I really didn't know what to expect of Jimmy and Lena since their relationship seemed a bit unconventional from the appearances they made in PLAY. I'm just going to give a quick recap of Jimmy's history in LICK and PLAY. Jimmy was headed on a destructive path with his alcoholism, which was pretty bad in the first book. The shit he did was repugnant. I really hated him in LICK but of course it stopped when he woke up and realized he needed help, and he sought it. In PLAY we see him and his "babysitter," Lena. Unfortunately, he still has a bitchy attitude then. Well, not much of his attitude changes. He's still very much an asshole in LEAD. He's just a calmer, sober asshole than can rile any girl in a matter of seconds and I looooved it!
I was able to see Jimmy in another limelight in this novel. His history is not the best but he dealt with it the best way he knew. He's actually a very sensitive guy that just needs space to deal with his issue. Luckily, he has a strong support system surrounding him. Can I just admit that I'm in love/lust (does it really matter?) with him.
Throughout the novel it is obvious that he has feelings for Lena, but doesn't accept them. He's a frustrating dude that I absolutely adored. He needs affection and companionship but has been living with his demons for so long that doesn't know how to allow them in. His perseverance was another admirable quality.
OKAY so, I obviously love Jimmy BUT not as much as I love LENA! I think this is the first I love a heroine more than a hero! Yes, I have a girl crush on Lena. I believed her to be a nerdy, quiet girl just following Jimmy like a lost puppy in the previous book. Boy, was I wrong! She did NOT put up with this mood swings. Really, I think his mood swings here worst than Edward Cullen's! When he said something, she retaliated. She smelled his bullshit and was not afraid to call him out on it.
Lena was so strong throughout the novel. Her feelings for Jimmy were very one-sided for most of the novel, which made her put her heart on the line so many times. She was also HILARIOUS! At times I would just stop and laugh my ass off, then I would reread it and continue laughing. She was just so witty!
Jimmy and Lena created the perfect duo. She was able to bring out a side of him he believed to be nonexistent and he was able to treat her like the woman she deserved to be treated. This couple was really more than just a couple, they were friends, which made their chemistry palpable.
I really can't describe my love for it! I practically inhaled this book. It was absolutely one of the best reads in a long time. I can just sit there and reread all the parts I highlighted and not get bored of them. THANK YOU Kylie Scott for taking the time to think of all the details needed to create my idea of a perfect novel. I don't think I will ever get bored of it. My love for it is enormous and indescribable. I also have to admit that I can't wait for Ben's book! I'm already counting down the months!
"Jimmy, my love," I said, my voice soft and sweet. "I don't fuck a guy until he has the balls to actually man up and talk to me about his feelings."
I went up on one elbow, nerves buzzing in my head. "What are you doing now?"
"What people do at tables." Strong hands held my legs apart. "Eating."
My stomach dipped. "Oh, god."
His head disappeared beneath my skirt.
"Don't hate me, Lena," he whispered. "You want to be mad at me when I do dumb things, that's fine. But don't ever hate me. I couldn't take that, not from you."
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 a“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.”
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