Monday, February 24, 2014

LICK

LICK

BY: KYLIE SCOTT



                              First thing I think of when I think of this book is "That's what you get for waking up in vegas!"


Katy Perry's song. I think it just fits.

So.. here's how the story goes:
Evelyn Thomas wakes up after partying the night away for her 21st birthday in Vegas with a huge stone on her left hand. A diamond stone to be precise. And a really attractive, tattooed, dark haired, blue eyed guy sitting with her in the restroom. Without a shirt on. Hmm.. 

Turns out she married David Ferris, guitarist and lyricist for Stage Dive, world famous band. And he's just as world famous for his good looks as his talent. Thus the story starts.. Ev remembers nothing from the night before. David had the time of his life that night and is extremely upset that the girl he thought was his perfect match does not remember a thing. Through heartbreak, pretending, sex, lust, love, some bad lawyers, a creepy brother, bitchy parents, oh and a vengeful ex-girlfriend.. their love for one another finally beats all.

This story was such a gem. It was shorter than the usual books I read, and was a standalone (although there will be companion novels about the other band members). I love romance that takes place between a rockstar of some sort and your headstrong, intelligent girl. It's awesome!

Ev, the heroine, was so enjoyable. She was intelligent, and she didn't keep secrets or pretend to be someone she wasn't and I really appreciated that as well as admired her. I hate heroine's that give into everything a guy says or does and don't think for themselves. Ev was the complete opposite. And she always spoke her mind; she didn't leave the guys guessing or didn't speak in abstract that left you wondering what she's really saying. She was straightforward and spoke the truth even if she knew it wasn't going to benefit her. That, in itself, made me love the book so much. It made the book for me.

" If love was for fools then so be it. At least I'd be an honest one. "



The miscommunication issues were very few; most books I read lately of the NA genre all have miscommunication issues, which is basically the main reason the two love birds don't speak to one another or question one another through about 70% of the book. Not here. Though there were one or two issues, they were quickly resolved by just talking.



David Ferris was a sweetheart. I want him. Or someone like him, that works too. He plays the guitar, (and bass and the drums, of course). He writes all the lyrics for the band. And he's a closet romantic. He was so funny and always knew the right things to say. Of course I was pissed when he was being a bitch to Ev in the first couple scenes, but then I realized why he was being that way and I completely understood where he was coming from.

" 'Let me get this straight, you don't remember anything?'
'No,' I said, swallowing hard. 'What did we do last night?'
'We got fucking married,' he growled. "

How would you feel if you made an amazing connection with someone and had the time of your life with them, which ultimately led you two to get married and the next morning, your other half doesn't remember any of it and wants a divorce? Ouch.


Mal. Mal. Mal.
Malcolm is the drummer for the band, and he was such a nice breath of fresh air, sorta like the comedic relief.
My favorite convo between David and Malcolm:

" David: 'Who are you, Oprah?'
Coughing out a laugh, Mal slumped against the wall. 'Hell, yeah. Soon I'm gonna be giving out cars, so stick around.'
David: 'What did she say?'
Mal: 'Who, Oprah?' "

Love the guy!

Mal: "I feel your manpain bro. Really, I do. I mean, all you wanted was a girl that wouldn't kiss your ass for once and now you're pissed at her for the same damn reason. It's complicated, right?"

So very complicated.

And Martha; 

Overall, this one's a gem. It's one of those books you might just overlook because of all the NA series out there, but don't. It's a breath of fresh air! You won't regret it!


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